Pass The Diet Pills, Fatty
I got ’spotted’ by a modeling agency last night, outside Topshop on Oxford Street.
While the scout-man was trotting out the usual ‘you’ve got a great look, blah, blah, blah’ stuff, inside I was silently screaming: “I’M TOO OLD AND I’VE GOT CELLULITE!!!”
The moment they find out I’m a dress size 12-14 with a rack to match, they’ll be shoe horning me out the door faster than you can say ‘laxatives’.
Which is not to say it didn’t make me feel a bit smug for five minutes, before tucking into a very greasy and very gorgeous extra large bag of fish and chips for tea.
I just don’t think the fashion world is quite ready for Ladyshambles.
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Well done you, although if it was anything like the time I got scouted, you’d have ended up being paid a fiver to stand around having your picture taken in clothes obviously 12 times too big for you while a man shouts at you in a language you don’t understand.
By Stu on 18.02.08 2:11 pm
Mmm… fish and chips…
By Shannon on 18.02.08 10:49 pm
On the other hand, the above comment sounds kind of fun in a ‘you’ll never guess what happened to me yesterday’ kind of way. That and it’d give excellent opportunities to pisstake serious modelling.
By pimento on 19.02.08 7:07 am
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