Saturday, July 25, 2009
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Monday, July 6, 2009
Nasty shock.
I was merrily looking on camsites the other night, trying in vain to find guys who wanted to model for me. I was just about to leave my email for one guy who said he might be interested, when I saw that another photogrpher had left a message, and his email address. Normally, I would have just thought 'well, that proves I have good taste in models'. Except this guy used to be my agent, back when I was a model.
That got me remembering why I hated being a model.
I had a couple of photoshoots booked in the Bedford area, including one with my agent, so he told me I could stay over at his house, in the spare room. Not a problem. Because I smoke, I had to go into the garden every now and then, for a fag, and my agent's boyfriend came out with me, because he smoked aswell. We all watched telly, and chatted, I told them how that day's shoot had gone, my agent told me how he's started out wanting to just have an agency, them moved into photography aswell, because he needed to do shots for the agency, we all got on well. My agent went to bed. I went to the spare room, and went to sleep. I woke up when his boyfriend got in next to me. I was not far past 18, in a strange house, and not wanting to screw up my chances of being a model, because I had sod all self confidence, so when he told me to stay quiet, I did. Twice.
Eventually, he went back to his own bed. I didn't sleep. The next day, I had a soloshoot with my agent, and a dou shoot straight after, also with my agent behind the camera. I was shaking, and far from feeling good about things. But I did the shoot. At the end of it, my agent thanked me, and said we were done, unless I wanted to give him a blow-job! As the other model was still there, I felt a lot more assertive, and turned him down flat. My agent told me I was the most stroppy model he's ever had on his books! Something told me that making the guys have sex with them was a regular part of the whole experience. Not for me. I went back home, and found a job stewarding aboard a ship, which sailed the day after I asked for a job!
If I ever get to be like those twats at Suntown, I hope someone takes me to court. I wish I'd had the balls to do that to them.
That got me remembering why I hated being a model.
I had a couple of photoshoots booked in the Bedford area, including one with my agent, so he told me I could stay over at his house, in the spare room. Not a problem. Because I smoke, I had to go into the garden every now and then, for a fag, and my agent's boyfriend came out with me, because he smoked aswell. We all watched telly, and chatted, I told them how that day's shoot had gone, my agent told me how he's started out wanting to just have an agency, them moved into photography aswell, because he needed to do shots for the agency, we all got on well. My agent went to bed. I went to the spare room, and went to sleep. I woke up when his boyfriend got in next to me. I was not far past 18, in a strange house, and not wanting to screw up my chances of being a model, because I had sod all self confidence, so when he told me to stay quiet, I did. Twice.
Eventually, he went back to his own bed. I didn't sleep. The next day, I had a soloshoot with my agent, and a dou shoot straight after, also with my agent behind the camera. I was shaking, and far from feeling good about things. But I did the shoot. At the end of it, my agent thanked me, and said we were done, unless I wanted to give him a blow-job! As the other model was still there, I felt a lot more assertive, and turned him down flat. My agent told me I was the most stroppy model he's ever had on his books! Something told me that making the guys have sex with them was a regular part of the whole experience. Not for me. I went back home, and found a job stewarding aboard a ship, which sailed the day after I asked for a job!
If I ever get to be like those twats at Suntown, I hope someone takes me to court. I wish I'd had the balls to do that to them.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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