it’s really not easy being a model. i’ve even written about it before over here. remember, there was ‘the girl who needed the toilet’ and ‘the girl who got stung on the lip by a bee’.
not only do you have to be very very thin to be a model. which is hard. but you also have to be beautiful. also hard.
then add on top of that the plain fact that as a model you have to stand around for hours in the most ridiculous get ups and even more ridiculous poses.
this lovely blog really highlights some further difficulties of being a model. ridiculous poses dot com collects and catalogues a selection of the most ridiculous poses that a model might find him/herself in.
like this one:
you can just imagine the conversation that night:
model: hey babe, how was your day?
model boyfriend: cool, what about you, what did you get up to?
model: well first they made me take off all my clothes and then i had to balance, upside down, astride a doorway, for seven and a half hours wile they photographed me.
or what about this next one?
when last did you spend a day at work, washing your car like this:

models are always so glamorous, so upmarket, so fabulous:

so duck-like.

you’ve got to feel sorry for models. seriously though. people do think it’s all glamour, right up until they drown you, just to get their shot.


ah those were the days. remember back when we all used to wear duvets wrapped around our bodies and tied with string.

wonder how many splinters she pulled out of her punani that night?

and so while i think it might be nice to be thin, and gorgeous, i’m just not sure i’m cut out to be a model.

the photographer said he needed you to do what? with a what?


ah the old hanging pose. you seriously don’t want to slip while doing that one.

hey is it just me, or does the model above look like she’s got a penis? really, i think she does. well if not a penis, you’d need a big pair of balls at least to go out in that dress.
like i said, it’s hard being a model.

more chocolate yes please !
ah shame. poor models. so thin.
Yoh Yoh Yoh, all of a sudden my pins and needles in my shoulders seems ok! 🙂
PS someone feed those skinny bitches a burger already!
the mental image of you hanging upside down, bum in the water is almost too much for me, tears of joy…
yeah, i missed the day they taught us ‘graceful’ at school. also they day they taught capital letters, oddly enough.
Hey Gail, they could do with a choc milkshake too i’m thinking, although it may just be sour grapes on my part.
hi nicole. bet they get colder than me in winter. (okay it’s a shallow victory but a victory nonetheless!)