A few weeks ago I got an issue of the magazine NYLON, but never really looked at it until the other day. It's actually really neat and lit a fire in my heart for fashion that is usually always there, but gets extinguished by lack of time and laziness.
I've always thought that being a model would be really fun. When i was about 16 I was at the hair salon with my mom and one of the stylist walked by me and said "Hello! what's your name?" so I said "Katie." Then she said "Katie, have you ever modeled?" And I said, "No I haven't", then she said "Oh, well you should, because you have a very unique look and could do great."
Modeling is like the only place I would be one of the sorties.
My mom told me she would teach me to sew while I was home so i could make some clothes for myself and fix up some old thangs.
Holla.