I was a pretty shy kid. I decided in high school that: 1. I wanted to be more outgoing and 2. I didn’t care if I looked foolish if it meant other people could learn from me. I was successful for the most part, but I continued pushing myself in college.
One fine fall day during my third year of school, I saw an ad placed by the art department. “Life Drawing Class Model needed. Nude, $10/hr. Draped, $8/hr. Contact So-and-So in the Art Building.” At last, I thought, my chance to be outgoing, humiliate myself, and have others learn from me. I applied for the job.
I was taking applications at a model call in the summer of 2011. I noticed Becca immediately. Working in the modeling world since childhood, I knew a supermodel when I saw one. Becca was 5’10”, a size four, and had one of the most amazing faces I’d ever seen. This girl was going places. Read More A Very Important Person
(Editor’s note: frank discussion of weight follows.) Velvet D’Amour is a Renaissance woman in the truest sense. Born in Rochester, New York, Velvet went to Paris in her late 20s to pursue dance and photography, and since then she has walked the runways of Paris (at age 39 and weighing around 300 pounds), been sought after by renowned photographers, appeared in French films, music videos and French, Swiss, and Japanese TV, and continued to work as a photographer. Read More Persephone Pioneers: Velvet D’Amour
It’s the end of America’s Next Top Model for another season. I know you’ve been waiting to see who won, Persephoneers. You can’t spell “anticipation” without the words “Titanic piano.” I am even now playing a swan song on my Yamaha keyboard as this ship o’ moddles sinks into the icy depths of the North Banks-lantic. Who will drown? Who will stay afloat thanks to the enormous amounts of liquor they’ve consumed?