In yesterday’s post about modeling I referenced a picture I did not have.
I also mentioned that I would post it if I ever got it.
I got it.
Family can be so helpful when you need
embarrassment assistance. It sat gleefully in my email when I woke up today.
Please remember that I am not responsible for what my
agents parents made me wear.
I apologize for the immorality you are about to see.
Do you see my shame?
I apologize for the quality of the picture. I’m pretty sure the paparazzi were still working on creating those magnastrong lens to get good pictures from behind the monkey bars of the school playgrounds. Even models had to go to school back then.
If you look close enough you might find my self respect and dignity running in the other direction.
Wait! Gah! Don’t look any closer than you have to!