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Fashion Industry A large banner hangs that reads "You think you have what it takes?" hangs over the Fashion Booth. Out of all, this booth is hard to miss, alongside the table, which is stacked with pamphlets and autographs (you know that you want one) is a large PINK runway that sparkles. Yes, the runway sparkles. |
THE BOOTH! Gold was definitely not looking for a career in the Fashion Industry. She could get into pretty much any Pre-Healer Programme she would like to, and she knew quite, quite well, where her heart lay - in healing, and in curse-breaking. But fashion is fashion, and you can not ignore a booth devoted to it. Which was exactly, exactly why she was here, right now. "How come I didn't see this booth earlier?" She asked Brody, as she twirled a strand of blue hair around a finger. She was starting to get bored of her blue bangs. They stood out, given that the rest of her hair was mega-red, but she wanted a change, now. Maybe purple? |
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Pulling on Goldy a little, she pulled her closer to the booth, and then promptly smiled at her cousin. "Hey." So. She hadn't seen her for a while. Probably didn't want to. |
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Her attention was taken, away from the thoughts of Evolette McKenna, and back to the reason they were here - fashion!fashion, not much else - when Brody spoke again. Gold gave her bestie's hand a light squeeze. "Wouldn't hurt to try," she laughed. Catwalk was always a piece of cake. Not that Gold had the least intentions to pursue it, as part of her career. Her passion was to heal. Curse-breaking was a close second, of course. Mmm, career!thoughts. |
OK, this was kind of cool. And... Evolette? Maddie hadn't known she was a witch. At least she knew Evolette - she'd been a model on at least three of the same photoshoots as her mother. Maddie went over 'Evolette, hello!' she said excitedly 'Oooh, a runway? Is that for us?' |
o.O Fashion booth? Was he dreaming or something? This was really one of the booth he'd been searching for! He should have discovered it earlier. Cedric tramped toward the booth which was already flocked by some students he recognized. Gold, in particular. He smiled at the red-haired prefect then cocked his head to the tall man who was standing still beside Mckenna the Drama Queen. He presumed that the man was a fashion photographer. Honestly, becoming a fashion photographer was one of his ambitions in life. Though it hard to be immediately recognize in the fashion industry, he knew that in perfect time and with pure hardwork and courage, he'd be a famous, noted fashion photographer and yet, a prolific pioneer in the field of horticulture. "Hey Evolette Mckenna," he said to the former head girl, smiling broadly. And perhaps, the girl... or now a woman, could offer him a pamphlet? |
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"Hello there." She offered a pamphlet to the girl, "If you think you can handle it, you can give it a go." Quote:
A boy. Hmmm. A BOY. Hehe. She tilted her head at the boy, regarding him with a smile, "Nice to see we won't only have girls." She said, handing over a pamphlet. She leaned against the booth, and flipped her hair off of her shoulder, "You want to be a model?" |
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'Thanks' she said, flicking through the information on the sheet. |
Isaac Colton crossed his arms over his chest as he cocked his head to the side, examining the new arrivals for potential. His dark eyes made quick work of criticizing each one and automatically visualizing the best angle from which to capture their 'good' sides. After all this was what he did best. Photography was his vision, and he was a great believer in not waiting for the perfect shot to come to you but of going out and finding it. Sure he could be bossy at times, and maybe a tad to critical, although he did have a soft spot for a certain model who was so adaptive that almost every shot he'd ever taken had come out perfect. She, Evolette, was the recipient of many a compliment from him even though it must be known that the action itself was rare. But that's what was needed in the fashion industry. Thats why Colt, the name he'd become famous with, was good at his job. With his direction and vision, he could elevate someone from being merely a woman posing for a camera to the foundation of true art...to a model. Which is exactly what he was doing here today. He was prepared to find potential. To inspire. To make art. Moving with the quick motions of someone who knew what he was doing, he prepared the runway with the right lighting and arranged a few strategic props. Turning back to the new arrivals and Evolette, Colt attempted to arrange his features in the semblance of a smile even as his fingers molded around his camera. "So Evolette, who is our first taker?" |
Oh, why not 'I'll do it' she said to the photographer. |
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His mind whirled with different possibilities and finally came up with the perfect pose. One that if the girl was lucky and was able to pull it off, it might just result in her big break. "You just might be what one of our ad campaigns is looking for at the moment." Scrutinizing her, he walked around her a few times and looked her up and down. "Come this way." Long quick strides took him to the prop area behind the runway where a few seconds of rummaging finally rewarded him with what he needed. A salt can and an umbrella. Handing her the items, Colt stared at her a little bit more as the wheels in his head turned. Moving around the runway, he changed the hues of the lights and effects to give a stormy feel and even added a small disco ball made especially to reflect upon the runway many tiny twinkles as if the light were catching on a light drizzling rain. Once again in front of the girl, he realized that he didn't even know what to call the young girl. "What is your name child?" |
Maddie smiled and took the props he gave her. 'Madeline Amelie Force' she said, smiling still 'My mother's a model - or she used to be, anyway' she grinned and took her place on the runway, underneath the disco ball |
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"Force you say..." Vaguely at the back of his mind he recalled a woman, but he couldn't be sure. Forgetting about the then and concentrating on the now. That is what he had to do. Nodding approvingly as she took her place at the start of the runway he sprinted to the front and took to knee to find the right angle. "Now Madeline, I want you to shoulder the umbrella, holding the handle with your right hand as you tilt your head away from me. Place the salt can under your elbow as if it were your favorite purse, alright? And as you walk forward, remember to keep your legs as straight as can be." Already he a flurry of motion, as he kneeled here and zoomed. Climbed a little step ladder for a birds eye view angle. "No no, tilt your head not completely away but as if someone is passing you. Someone you remember from a long time ago, someone you very much like so you give them a wistful smile." Standing at the tip of runway now, he turned his camera sideways and shouted out another reminder."That's it wistful smile." "For this shot, I want you to walk heel to toe. So that when you take a step forward I want to see your left foot flat on the ground and your right heel infront of you, in preparation for a step in the rain." |
OK, she could do that. Doing exactly as he said, she began to walk heel-to-toe down the runway, still carrying the (slightly heavy) umbrella over her shoulder. She smiled as she walked, and turned to look at him once she reached the end 'Was that alright?' she asked |
Selena walked up to the booth. Ooh. Photography!! Selena's eyes widened. She loved photography. And no way! Wasn't that a model!!?? And her photographer?! Squeal! Selena walked up to the booth, she was going to be dazzled right? Then she read it. Fashion industry... Selena sighed. Oh. That's why. Selena picked up a pamphlet. If she didn't like it, she could leave. She looked up and saw Maddie posing for the camera. Maddie was beautiful, it was no surprise. She could definitely land a job as a model. |
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"I'm gonna have a go." She grinned, referring to the runway. Well it was pretty much expected of her really, she had done a few modelling shoots so. And she pretty much owned the stage, so she knew she'd be awesome. "You'll be good at it." She commented loosely as she let go of Gold's hand, and fished out a mirror from her bag. Yesh. She looked good, and she had to look good if she was going to have a photograph taken. It was just period; for a summers anyway. "Good to see you too Evee...didn't think I was going to miss the chance did you?" The blonde smirked at her cousin. Because everyone knew they liked being the center of attention. "Of course I'm giving it a shot." She flipped her short hair, and grinned. She was totally going to be awesome at the run way. "Hows the modelling going?" Good obviously, but it was nice to ask because she hadn't seen her in ages. |
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"Fabulous." She added, "I'm was just in the Daily Prophet recently, and those silly Muggles are practically falling all over each other to sign me." As it should be, as it should be. Tucking her bangs back from her eyes, she turned to look at the other girl, "And what about you? What is your name?" Why she had not yet introduced herself was beyond her understanding. Maybe she was in awe. Heh. |
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She shrugged, "That's what'll get you far. No matter what you choose to do." She made a grand gesture at the runway, "And the best way to gain confidence?" She asked, not waiting for an answer, "Is practice." |
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However... the model girl seemed to be quite confident. She was beautiful though, it was no problem for her... |
Sadly, Legend had to admit that the job fair was a total bust. There was only the boring and predictable jobs. Nothing exciting like Leader of the World, Extreme Money Maker, or Dragon Trainer. Not that he would go and train dragons. Of course not. They would eat him. Making his way past a booth he notice something. It actually....looked cool? Sure it had pink but....still that wasn't too much of a negative. Pushing his way past some people he picked up a pamphlet and realized that the booth was about....fashion? Fashion was...sorta cool. He more style than most people here at Hogwarts who actually listened to the dress code. Legend's green eyes gazed around for someone to question, almost immediately his mouth dropped. HE KNEW THAT GIRL! Her name wass...was....SOMETHING! McKenna!! She was a model now? So she was rich? COOL! "Hey!" Legend called out as he walked over to her. "I...don't know if you remember me, but I remember you! How'd you become a model?" |
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"Give me a second to develop the photograph I think is best. In the meantime, feel free to fill out one of our applications." Not waiting for any answer whatsoever, Colt put away the props and made his way to the small separate black tent that served as his portable dark room. Choosing the three he thought looked best, he made quick work of developing them and placing them in a black portfolio with the NMA logo on the front. Striding purposefully to the girl he handed it to her. "Here you are, Madeline. Your complimentary photographs." Giving her a hard look, he continued. " You paid attention well, and did not give attitude. That in itself is a very well liked attribute in a model." Thinking about it, he decided that her cooperation probably had to do with her age. Most of the 15+ age group were total pains that usually did not understand that as a photographer he directed the shoot, not catered to their every whim. It was a rare individual, like Evolette, who understood the art of it. " Starting out young is a privilege. One that is a responsibility and I will be honest, a lot of work. As of this moment, you are good. You are not great. But you have potential. A potential that if you nurture can grow into something great." Looking down at her, Colt even managed to give her a small private encouraging smile. " If you do decide this is for you, you might think about sending the photographs I just took of you to the Morton Company. I took the liberty of writing their information on the back. They are always looking for girls for their advertising campaign, and maybe in the future once you've had more experience you can consider meeting with us again. I assure you, we look forward to it. If you have any questions, Evolette knows all there is to know about the business. " Gesturing toward the booth, he himself turned towards the small group. Through all this, Colt had been listening carefully to the going ons and was satisfied to find that another student was ready for the runway. Quote:
Giving her a few once overs, he realized the changes he had to make to the lighting, and possibly the addition of color but was glad to find that the raw material was something he could work with. This girl was not a hopeless case. Going through the props, he decided that pleasantries were important. "What is your name?" |
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"Are you, err, a photographer?" Well, he looked like one. Ced would be really pleased to meet the guy. And he wasn't exactly sure but it was like he'd seen the man or the man's name before... somewhere. |
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With one arched eyebrow, Evolette took in the boy who seemed rather excited to be at the job fair, or perhaps, he was simply excited to see her, who wouldn't be? "I remember you." She told him, how could she not remember him? He was... not easily forgotten, made his presence known. Like right now. Tilting her head, she motioned to Colton, the photographer. "See that man right there?" she asked, from her perch on top of the booth, "He discovered me." It was true. "Modeling had never even crossed my mind before that, it was something I sort of fell into." She shrugged, it really had been as simple as that. "Are you going to try the runway, Legend?" Quote:
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Not enough to get on anyone's nerve, though. "Good? I'll be excellent." She gave Brody a grin, to show that it was somewhat a joke - somewhat only, of course. Gold had no doubt she was going to be good, if she did give it a try. But, of course, she could not say she would be the best. Why? Because this wasn't where her heart lay. She loved fashion, of course she did, but it wasn't her passion. Not like a few others things were. |
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"I saw." She nodded, referring to the Daily Prophet. Her father had sent her it so she could see what she should be aspiring to be like after Hogwarts. It still hadn't changed her mind, nothing would really. "Not surprising they all want to sign you." Because Evolette was beautiful, and Brody was not just saying that because they related. She said it because it was true. The blonde turned back to her bestie, and smiled. "see...I know you know that you'll be excellent." And that was good, if it hadn't confused her. But Brody was best friends with two rather vain girls, so they probably would understand each other, with the whole I'm excellent business. Brody turned back to the runway, folding her arms, as she watched the And Gold hadn't introduced herself yet? Oppsie. Maybe Brody should have taken the honours of introducing her bestie to the amazing Evolette McKenna. "Oh....This is Gold." She motioned to her best friend, before turning back to the runway. "My best friend." She spoke casually, because everyone knew anyway. Hmm. She watched as the next person finished. Well she probably should get on with this, so that they could look at the next booths. "I'll go next." She shrugged, with a little confidence. Get it over and done with right? |
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And that was that. She looked at her cousin, her blue gaze steady and calculating for a few good seconds, "Certainly not." She said with a LAUGH. Hahaha. Silly child. "And what are you now, Brody dearest, five years old?" She giggled, only teasing of course, and then her attention was turned to the girl with the very bright red hair. "Lovely to meet you Gold." She replied, wondering why the child could not introduce herself, she was big enough after all, was she not? "I am Evolette McKenna." Thank you for stating the obvious, McKenna. Thanks. |
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She raised an eyebrow, when Brody introduced her. There was no need, to be honest. It wasn't like Gold was going to run into Evolette McKenna ever again. For any good reason, at the very least. "That's me," she said, with an indifferent shrug. Even though she still did not get why she had to give Miss McKenna here, her name. "Sure." She gave Brody a warm smile, when her bestie spoke again. Runway!Brody would be nice to watch. Hehe. Quote:
Then she added, still politely, "I thought the point of these booths was to introduce us to possible careers, lay out options in front of us, so to speak. If I had known someone not absolutely bent upon a certain career isn't meant to visit that booth for ideas, or 'probably shouldn't try' something at one of the booths here, I wouldn't have come over." She shrugged. "I know who you are." She shrugged again. |
Evolette smirked. What a rude little child. She waved her hand at her. "Well, since you yourself just said you have no interest in Fashion, then why bother?" DUH. Honestly. "I'm sure there is some kind of Healer booth about, perhaps you should go pester people over there." Evolette did not know if there was, or was not a Healer booth, nor did she care, the only important booths were hers, and that Potions booth that she kept stealing glances at. But... shoo. Go away child. Great Merlin. Gryffindors. She never did like them. |
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Brody glared at her older cousin for like half a second before giggling a little. "Oh yes Evee....Im 5" She rolled her eyes, grinning a little. Evolette was like that, the girl enjoyed teasing people has much as she did herself. And Brody also knew it wasn't too good to actually contradict Evolette, because only Evolette won. But yes. Actually she was going to ask Evolette some questions now. Because she was considering modelling, sort of, and it would probably please her father. "So...how did you get into Evee?" Not that she didn't know some of that story, but still might help. Brody grinned at her best friend, knowing what was going through her hair. But some part of her knew that Evolette was only curious...because she had come up to the booth after all. She linked her arm through Goldy's grinning. They were totally the best friends ever. "Goldy's gonna have a go too!" She assured, well everyone. Because Brody wanted to see how awesome her best friend was. |
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She resisted the urge to point out that healing needed more than just a pretty face - it needed brains. You couldn't get into it if you knew how to dress up, but had no intelligence. She turned to Brody. "I don't think so," she said quietly. "I'll be at the Healers' booth," she added, cheerfully. "I need to ask a few more questions, there." Not to mention, the people there actually knew how to do their job, and didn't try to drive people off. Maybe Evolette McKenna was insecure? That would be weird if Miss McKenna was insecure because of someone who had only done one or two photoshoots, and had no mind to pursue a career as a model. |
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"I was discovered." She replied, "Never before had I tried modeling, until a photographer practically begged me to let him shoot me." She shrugged, "I am a natural, and I bet you are as well." Good genes in that kid. Good genes. "Have a go." She nodded, "We'll see if you're really related to me, or if you're adopted." Hehehe. Quote:
What-EVER. "Brody. When you decide what you're doing, the man to see is over there." She gave her cousin a glance, before walking away from the booth, and over to the runway. |
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'I'd love to be a model' she said, nodding and taking the pictures from his hand. 'I'll definitely send these off!' putting them in her bag, she took an application form from the table and filled it in 'Do I owl this, or give it to you?' she asked |
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That was all the introduction he needed after all, but enough of the pleasantries. Circling her a few times, he realized that the feature to highlight most would have to be her eyes. The purple blue would center the shot and provided a focal point to the picture.Tuning in on what he considered babbling, he gave her a disbelieving look and quite literally gave a bark of laughter. " Job!? Darling, this is what I live for. I am an artist and this is my art, so to answer your delightful question: Yes. I do not just like my 'job' I adore it. " Staring at her a bit more, he unholstered his wand and gave her a reproachful look. "Now, modeling is a skill. One not everyone can do. But with the right instruction, the right direction, the lighting, the right vision and action-" As he spoke he softened the lighting, arranged a curved shelf as the backdrop on the runway that was filled to the brim with an array of nail polishes, changed the color of the background curtains to a darker color and finally turned back towards her. "Now Darling if you don't mind." Without waiting for an answer he took hold of her hands, delighted to find that indeed they were quite lovely and took the liberty of aiming his wand. "This will fade off in a few hours." Almost instantly, her nails took on a purple-blue nail polish that looked perfect with the lighting. Looking at his background, he decided he'd keep up the disco ball that casted the slight twinkles all around the runway and stared at her pointedly. " Now get up there and please do this pose for me." Demonstrating, he brought up his hand gracefully against his face. Satisfied that she knew what to do- Although seriously who would not understand- he grabbed his camera and took his place on the small step ladder. "Pause in front of the shelf and turn to your left and then your right, after which I would like you to keep your hand up and walk forward while slowly turning your head this way and that. As you are observing individuals on each side of you." Not sparing any more time for instructions, he prepped his camera and hoped the girl knew how to at least follow directions. |
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Legend blinked a couple times, confused. She never thought of modeling? But....Evolette was like....pretty. REALLY pretty. Silly girl. Didn't she know that good looking people just had to think of modeling first? That was why he was here! And because he saw her. Yup! "Kinda weird. So what did you want to be when you left Hogwarts? And do you like make a lot of money?" Runway? That would be...awkward. Buut if he just shrugged it off like it meant nothing..."Sure I'll try but... I don't really know what to do?" Didn't you just walk down the path and make little pouty expressions? |
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She walked a bit hestantly before calming herself down. 'You can do this!!' Selena told herself mentally. Gosh that sounded terrible. She walked and paused at the shelf filled with the different nail polishes and turned left, then right a bit slowly before continuing her walk and turned her head left. Then right. And continued to walk as she turned her head. Modeling sure was hard work... how did they make it seem so natural? |
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"I make..." She paused, and grinned at him, "A lot, yes. But see, I don't just work in the Wizarding world, I also work with Muggles." And the Muggles? They adored her. "I've been modeling a little over a year now, and I'm the top grossing model in the agency." So, see, Legend, Evolette McKenna was truly a star. She pointed to the photographer, "You go over to him, and you do exactly what he tells you to do, he's the best photographer around, make sure you pay close attention." |
Torin wasn't really sure why he was here when he had no real interest in modeling despite the fact that Brody kept wanting him to do it with her. Part of him was considering it too, but really he wasn't sure about it. Being a baker/photojournalist/model would be a lot of work. Then he spotted someone that he hadn't seen in a few Terms. "Evee. I didn't think you would be here." He smiled at her even though he knew that she thought he was creepy. |
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"Weeelll imma lucky person." Legend declared, then he shrugged. "Plus it really doesn't matter to me. It just seems sorta cool. You know. The coolness..AND the money. "Hmm....who would of thought the Cootie Lady would become a model?" Grinning as he asked this Legend held out his hand. He was NO LONGER a believer in cooties. Except for...you know that ONE person. "Nice you see you again Lette. I hope you become the most famous and talked about model ever....you know...before you get old." And now it was time to see that photographer dude! Quote:
Making his way over slowly Legend couldn't help feel sorry for the guy. First he had a line up of people wanting to act the models and THEN he had to deal with the stuck up girls. Torture. He was GOING to tap the guy on the shoulder but...he didnt want to tigger some random photographer meltdown soo he just waited patiently (yes there was a first time for everything), at the photographers side. |
SPOILER!!: Selena The first thing Colt felt like yelling was 'RELAX!' but of course he refrained himself. Not because of pity or any emotional reason like that, but because he understood people. And this girl was giving offwaves of nervousness that would only be further enhanced if he were to say anything. So for this reason he let her be and he instead moved around constantly in an attempt to get better shots. The good thing was that towards the end it seemed she finally let loose a bit. Click.Click.Click. The sounds of his camera were all he heard. Of course he was aware of some person standing nearby but the professional in him refused to acknowledge 'it' until he was finished. Which in 15 more shots was exactly what he was. "And that's a wrap." With a sweep of his wand the shelf disappeared and the curtains brightened to pink again and the disco ball stopped its rotations. Conjuring a small stool, he motioned for her to sit and made his way to his dark room/ tent. In less than 7 minutes he was back with a black portfolio in hand. Kneeling down so he was eye level with her, he decided to give it to her straight. "Listen Selena, I am not here to lie to you or to make you feel good about yourself. I'm here to be honest and criticize. That is what I do." Opening the folder he showed her 5 different shots of her, three oh which consisted of headshots. He brought the first full body one forward. With his finger he lead her eyes to the way she was holding her arms, and the slight stoop of her shoulders. "Look here, your entire posture tells me, and tells whoever sees this picture that you are not sure of yourself. That you don't trust yourself. That alone makes this picture wrong." Pausing for a second he gave an exasperated sigh and continued. " Now yes I admit there are some people that are just purely physical beauty but I will tell you now that those are few and rare and there are very few photographers who like working with them due to their egos." Oh Merlin those EGOS! " But most are people who are striking, who are normal but beautiful, who appeal to everyone. People who know how to present themselves. Tell me, how can the world think your beautiful if yourself don't?" Flipping to the picture he'd taken at the end of the runway he continued hoping she knew that was a rhetorical question that she was supposed to think of on her own time. "Now here," he said a bit triumphantly."Here you let go a bit. Notice your back, notice the way your hands arn't clutched at your sides and the way you are letting them move with your body. The crane of your neck isn't stiff, more natural." Flipping to the three headshots he spread them out in front of her. "And here this one at the beginning you were blinking too much, slightly holding your breath probably unconsciously. You can tell by the rise of your shoulders as you held that breath. ALL that can be conveyed in one photograph." His finger this time poked the second headshot the one he personally liked the most. "Here your eyes were wide, alert, saying 'So what this is me.' your mind was somewhere else and your body reacted naturally." The picture depicted a very good profile shot where indeed the focal point was the depth of her eyes.Making her look like a different person. Not the shy little girl the others showed. "This is a shot you should save. Something you should look at often to remind yourself how self esteem is important." Pointing to the final shot now that was more a side of face and hair picture he brought it up closer to her face. "Now this picture I took it for a specific reason. Although your hair I must admit needs a bit of taming and quite frankly a bit of blush would do you good, the overall raw material is quite good and you do have strong cheekbones.Notice in this picture where your hair falls away you actually look quite striking. My advice..." he paused for a second wondering if she wanted it and then thought well of course she did."Is to buy yourself some nice hair clips. It will enhance your good features." Realizing that he'd pretty much said everything that he could say he got to his feet again. "Evolette is right at the booth and will surely answer any questions you have. And remember...confidence!" SPOILER!!: 1st male model XD Turning finally to his little shadow throughout the whole procedure he raised one heavy eyebrow. "Will you be taking a run as well?" |
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"You are very welcome. It is quite nice to see someone accept criticism. Now remember what I said, hair combs and confidence." |
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Evolette decided to let that go, after all, this kid was by far the nicest out of them all, and the best at dishing out the compliments, even if they did have that unmistakable BOY charm to them. She took his hand, and gave it a friendly shake, before laughing at his comments, "Well thank you Legend." |
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She turned to watch the runway, smiling, because she knew she belonged up there, even if it wasn't really her top carer. Journalism was that, but modelling would be nice too. "Oh you know I'm related to you McKenna." The Blonde grinned, before she approached the photographer. "Hey...." She smiled at him, glancing up at the run way again. |
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"I don't know. I's just a... surprise to see you." Just not a really present one. But he wasn't going to say anything like that seeing as she was Brody's cousin. "How's modeling going for you?" Obviously amazing judging by her attitude. But it was polite to ask. |
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"So you'd like a shot?" Automatically, he scrutinized her. Noticing her faults, her good features, the way she held herself. Everything. Not waiting for an answer he turned towards the props. "Anything in particular you'd like to model?" |
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