The spots people ask me about everyday. I was scouted for being different, for my hyperpigmentation, but no one ever taught me the industry.
They wanted my singularity then spent all their time trying to correct it. The symmetry of my spots, their placement, my weight, my measurements. You get recruited for who you are, then asked to become someone else.
When you’re 23 and people keep telling you your face and body are too this or not enough that, it’s hard not to lose yourself.
Not just in the job, in how you see yourself.
You start taking every opinion to heart, measuring yourself against every standard of beauty, trying to fit into moulds that were never made for you. And that’s exactly what happened : I tried to please everyone.
The irony is that everything fell into place when I stopped trying. Building my own business, living for something beyond castings, my body naturally found the 34/36 I’d always been pressured to reach through restriction.
If I’d had all the cards in hand back then, things would probably have been different. But that’s what growth is, you learn, you build.
I feel like I’ve lived 28 lives with 28 different faces. This one’s the right one. ✨ hopefully this reaches the right people 🤍
Maybe one day I’ll write a book about aaaaall the crazy shit 🤷🏻♀️
new hernia infiltration L4-L5, new fit, new boots, new ride.
sending love to my people and the precious brand’s team who always thinks of me no matter how far, how sick or how busy I am.
