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Friday, March 7, 2014

Sports Illustrated Model Doesn't Like Photoshop, Can't Really Stop It

Sports Illustrated model Julie Henderson doesn't want you to mistake what you see in magazines with reality. "That’s not who I am," she told Cosmopolitan.com at the School of American Ballet’s Winter Ball. "I would love to see more real beauty without being Photoshopped as much — or at all really — because when you start to look at photographs you’re like, ‘Why does her face just look funny?’ They just do too much and it disfigures their entire being."

Henderson says she’s had her eye color changes and her freckles removed. ("I’m like, 'Oh, this is what I would look without freckles! OK, nice to know.'") But despite her desire to see more real beauty, she doesn’t really complain. "You just kind of have to take it," she said. "At the end of the day I did my part of the job, and then that’s somebody else’s."

Of course if you need further proof that she's not perfect, she's happy to provide. "I just fell down the stairs," she said. "I had a Jennifer Lawrence moment coming in. When your heel gets caught on the dress lining, you’re like, 'Wahhh!'" At least she's in good company.

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Monday, October 7, 2013

I Went To A Male Model Underwear Show Fitting Because My Job Sucks

It has been my consistent experience that there's a correlation between the hotness of a guy you happen to see that day and how disgusting you look.

Cute guy on the train : Your hair looks greasy.

Really hot guy in an elevator : You have day-old mascara flakes around your eyes and nobody told you.

Chris Hemsworth sighting on 8th Avenue : OH MY GOD, WHAT IS THAT?! It must have crawled out from the bottom of the ocean and then raided the J.Crew sale section!

Once again, my theory is proven in spades — the day I was invited to the model fitting for this year's line of the men's underwear brand 2(X)IST, I was two days unshowered, wearing a dress that fit me like a potato sack, and looked like Seabiscuit. They looked like this.

Model #1, who is currently single, only dates about fifteen percent female models, and the rest "normal" (Muggle) women. Does he drop the "male model" line on girls? He shook his head. "I tell them I'm in the advertising business."

Excessive body hair is considered "unclean" in the male modeling world, although 2(X)1ST's casting director says that they search for men who look body-confident and healthy. He once worked on a major campaign for a brand that actually trimmed his leg hair and happy trail. (I am not allowed to tell you which one.)

Fun fact: As it turns out, they do all live in model apartments together when they're just starting their careers.

Does stuff ever fall out of your underwear on the runway? You know, like, stuff? He grinned. "Sometimes people on the shoot are like, 'Pop your balls back in.'"

Model #2 was from Australia and sassy. (It felt too obvious to use the adjective "cocky.") He came off like one of those rakish romantic comedy guys who makes Katherine Heigl take her Professional Woman bun down.

So do you mostly date models? He admitted that there are a lot of models in his group of friends, so it's a likelihood. Then he adds, charitably: "There are a lot of hot birds who aren't models."

In fact, he says, the last girl he dated was just a part-time model and VIP hostess. Oh, so you were slumming it, then. "No!" he said indignantly.

So are you single now? "Yes. Tell them at Cosmo."


It was around this time that I looked down and noticed that I had accidentally drawn on my hand.


I hit it off with Model #3 immediately, and we are married now. JK, he did not speak English and probably had no idea why I was there. ("Who is that ferret woman taking creeper shots in the corner? Whatevs, thinking will make me uglier.")


By the time Model #4 came around, I had given up on the questions, simply sat back and enjoyed being a Dicktip Inspector.

I only caught the last hour of the fitting, and these are less than half of the models walking in the show. Stay tuned for my coverage of the 2(X)IST fashion show on October 10th, which will probably consist of two lines about the show and 1,000 words about unsuccessfully trying to trick one of them into having sex with me. YOLOLOLOLOLOL.

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Monday, September 9, 2013

Model Confessional: “Why I Quit Fashion Week”

Modeling isn't all drinking Champagne on yachts and being told you're fabulous. Runway modeling especially can be brutal. Ahead, one anonymous model shares the story of why she left the runways.

“I did Fashion Week from the ages of 18 to 21, with big dreams of landing a campaign. But because it’s all about booking the right shows, when you don’t, all you do is walk away with fried hair, clogged pores, blisters and around $200 per show. Eventually, I realized that catalog and print advertising work was the way to go because the money is so good and the job isn't stressful. Until I had that epiphany, show after show, I’d have barely enough money to pay my rent, which was $1500 a month, and a book's worth of backstage horror stories to tell my mother.

Everyone thinks fashion week is crazy, but it’s really the two weeks beforehand for models that is really insane. You’re expected to go all over the city to fittings and castings. There’s no time to eat lunch. And you’re so stressed out that you’re not even hungry anyway. Yet, a designer will see an outfit on you once, wait until you leave the casting, and then call your agent and ask why you’ve gained weight. And all you can think is, Seriously?! Once, while staring at my breasts, a designer said: “Have your boobs gotten bigger?” I said, “Yes, I just started taking a new birth control pill.” This designer then told my agent that I had to switch pills or else I wouldn’t be hired. Luckily I never had any other weight issues, but some of my friends did and they lost out on a lot of work.

The hardest part of fashion week for me though was when I sat in the hair and makeup chair. My skin is sensitive and I’d breakout almost immediately after they’d apply foundation. It actually got so bad that I started carrying around my Chanel Vitalumiere Aqua Foundation to each show, asking the makeup artists to use that instead, or else my face would start to burn and I’d get an inflamed rash all over. And — ready for this? — makeup artists set the makeup with hairspray (yes, they spray hairspray in your face), which didn't help matters! So basically, my skin never had a chance to calm down because the next day, the layers-of-foundation plus hairspray would go on. And on. And on.

Oh, and you think cotton pads are soft, right? They’re not. During the day it's a lot of putting on — and wiping off — makeup with cotton pads. And there's nothing gentle about that process, especially when you get your makeup changed about five plus times a day. A Q-tip ends up feeling like a tiny knife after it’s used to straighten eye liner and get rid of smudges for the one hundredth time (a lot of the shows call for a smoky eye). Needless to say, my skin—and my eyes—looked tired, irritated, and always felt super dry after each day of shows, so I'd have to sleep wearing a mask of Cetaphil Lotion every night.

Hair was another problem. I have super fine, thin hair that is also bleached. When I was going to the shows, I wouldn't know the hairstylist and he or she didn’t care how my hair looked after eight days of torture. They’d put gel in it and then brush it out, mess it up and have to redo the whole thing all over again, hairspray the shit out of it, pull on it every which way, until it was approved by the top hairstylist on the show. I'd look down and see all of my hair on the floor—in clumps.

While, in all fairness, some tried to be gentle, the truth is, most were more concerned with getting the job done. I felt like they didn’t think about how a human was attached to the hair and that I was a mannequin head. And with all of the styles, tangles, and tight braids that I endured, I'd have to go home and throw a ton of conditioner in my hair every night. Then after each season, I'd get a few inches cut off, since it was so matted and damaged.

I also have a bad habit of biting my nails, so the manicurists often put on acrylic tips, which would make my nails thin and weak. And if I didn’t have blisters from running around to the castings, I’d get them from wearing shoes that didn’t fit. Designers only order a certain number of each size shoe and whoever gets to the casting first, gets the right shoe size. The others just have to make the pairs that are left fit.

Even though I have a lot of nightmare stories about Fashion Week, it's still a cool thing to be able to tell people that you've done. And the fact that you walked in a Prada or Oscar de la Renta show gives you good bragging rights when you're pitching yourself to a potential employer. But there comes a point when you realize that some clients don't care if you've walked in Fashion Week, and those clients are easier to work with. So once I realized that, I decided to take a walk from the runway and focus more on making money doing modeling jobs that don't have any downsides. 

—As told to Carly Cardellino. 

Photo Credit: HBO


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Friday, September 6, 2013

Model Confessional: “Why I Quit Fashion Week”

Modeling isn't all drinking Champagne on yachts and being told you're fabulous. Runway modeling especially can be brutal. Ahead, one anonymous model shares the story of why she left the runways.

“I did Fashion Week from the ages of 18 to 21, with big dreams of landing a campaign. But because it’s all about booking the right shows, when you don’t, all you do is walk away with fried hair, clogged pores, blisters and around $200 per show. Eventually, I realized that catalog and print advertising work was the way to go because the money is so good and the job isn't stressful. Until I had that epiphany, show after show, I’d have barely enough money to pay my rent, which was $1500 a month, and a book's worth of backstage horror stories to tell my mother.

Everyone thinks fashion week is crazy, but it’s really the two weeks beforehand for models that is really insane. You’re expected to go all over the city to fittings and castings. There’s no time to eat lunch. And you’re so stressed out that you’re not even hungry anyway. Yet, a designer will see an outfit on you once, wait until you leave the casting, and then call your agent and ask why you’ve gained weight. And all you can think is, Seriously?! Once, while staring at my breasts, a designer said: “Have your boobs gotten bigger?” I said, “Yes, I just started taking a new birth control pill.” This designer then told my agent that I had to switch pills or else I wouldn’t be hired. Luckily I never had any other weight issues, but some of my friends did and they lost out on a lot of work.

The hardest part of fashion week for me though was when I sat in the hair and makeup chair. My skin is sensitive and I’d breakout almost immediately after they’d apply foundation. It actually got so bad that I started carrying around my Chanel Vitalumiere Aqua Foundation to each show, asking the makeup artists to use that instead, or else my face would start to burn and I’d get an inflamed rash all over. And — ready for this? — makeup artists set the makeup with hairspray (yes, they spray hairspray in your face), which didn't help matters! So basically, my skin never had a chance to calm down because the next day, the layers-of-foundation plus hairspray would go on. And on. And on.

Oh, and you think cotton pads are soft, right? They’re not. During the day it's a lot of putting on — and wiping off — makeup with cotton pads. And there's nothing gentle about that process, especially when you get your makeup changed about five plus times a day. A Q-tip ends up feeling like a tiny knife after it’s used to straighten eye liner and get rid of smudges for the one hundredth time (a lot of the shows call for a smoky eye). Needless to say, my skin—and my eyes—looked tired, irritated, and always felt super dry after each day of shows, so I'd have to sleep wearing a mask of Cetaphil Lotion every night.

Hair was another problem. I have super fine, thin hair that is also bleached. When I was going to the shows, I wouldn't know the hairstylist and he or she didn’t care how my hair looked after eight days of torture. They’d put gel in it and then brush it out, mess it up and have to redo the whole thing all over again, hairspray the shit out of it, pull on it every which way, until it was approved by the top hairstylist on the show. I'd look down and see all of my hair on the floor—in clumps.

While, in all fairness, some tried to be gentle, the truth is, most were more concerned with getting the job done. I felt like they didn’t think about how a human was attached to the hair and that I was a mannequin head. And with all of the styles, tangles, and tight braids that I endured, I'd have to go home and throw a ton of conditioner in my hair every night. Then after each season, I'd get a few inches cut off, since it was so matted and damaged.

I also have a bad habit of biting my nails, so the manicurists often put on acrylic tips, which would make my nails thin and weak. And if I didn’t have blisters from running around to the castings, I’d get them from wearing shoes that didn’t fit. Designers only order a certain number of each size shoe and whoever gets to the casting first, gets the right shoe size. The others just have to make the pairs that are left fit.

Even though I have a lot of nightmare stories about Fashion Week, it's still a cool thing to be able to tell people that you've done. And the fact that you walked in a Prada or Oscar de la Renta show gives you good bragging rights when you're pitching yourself to a potential employer. But there comes a point when you realize that some clients don't care if you've walked in Fashion Week, and those clients are easier to work with. So once I realized that, I decided to take a walk from the runway and focus more on making money doing modeling jobs that don't have any downsides. 

—As told to Carly Cardellino. 

Photo Credit: HBO


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Sunday, August 18, 2013

Leonardo DiCaprio Syndrome: Celebrity Guys and Their Baby Model Girlfriends

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Like the transformation of a well-respected chrysalis into a semi-tragic, mid-life-crisis butterfly, Leonardo DiCaprio has slowly becomes a parody of himself. One day he's swimming in St. Barth's with two topless women and Jonah Hill (whom he actually "high-fived", because BOOBS). The next day he's wearing this tiny ponytail. It's not good.

However, Leo's real Achilles heel, as a seasoned Modelizer, are the young things. After failing to convince Cara Delevigne (20) to go home with him at Cannes, the 38-year-old had to "settle" for German model Toni Garrn (21). Titanic this ain't.

He's hardly the only male celebrity who's pushing 40 but still chasing barely-legal arm candy.


Bradley Cooper (38) and shy dental hygienist Abby Fleckman who would be pretty without that rosacea problem English model Suki Waterhouse (21) officially stepped out as a couple this past spring, right on the heels of his breakup with Zoe Saldana (35). He also dated older woman Renee Zellweger (44) in 2011. Please note that when rumors flew that Cooper and Jennifer Lawrence (23) were hooking up after starring in Silver Linings Playbook, he responded by saying "I could be her father!" Not an issue anymore, apparently.



Playboy Derek Jeter (39), who has also been known to play baseball occasionally, may have finally put a ring on it. "It" being 23-year-old Ralph Lauren and Sports Illustrated model Hannah Davis. The two were spotted walking around New York yesterday, and she was sporting a ring the size of... uh, let's just say now there's a good reason we know Pluto's not a planet.

Johnny Depp (50) left Vanessa Paradis (40), his longtime partner and mother of his kids, for 27-year-old Amber Heard. He met the young bisexual actress on the set of The Rum Diary. That would be a 23-year age gap, for anyone who's too lazy to do the math.

So to all of the men above and any I've forgotten, just remember: Dating a girl young enough to be your daughter does not mean you are going to live forever. It mostly means that you'll be the J. Howard Marshall to her Anna Nicole. And eventually, you're just gonna want to be with a smart lady who's your equal and makes you laugh.

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