My life as a model. No , really...

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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A few weeks ago, one of my bowling partners is a the photographer for Dunhams sporting goods ( which is based in Waterford, MI, I never knew that.)

The People In Charge wanted a Mom & Kid layout for Mother’s Day modeling some Addidas and Nike. Being that they are corporate honcho’s, they gave my friend very little notice to find someone with kids to come in.

So, myself, two kids, my friend Rachel and her daughter, Emily, went in for our photo shoot. Two words I never thought would appear in the same sentance as my name.

Ushered into the changing room with our clothing selection. My son and myself wore Addidas ( all XL stuff and it was a dicey proposition even then, as whomever They use as models are emaciated Ethiopians whom obviously have short crotch issues.) Everyone else did Nike.

Our changing room lacked the glamour of the fashionista life that I would expect: it was a storage room with a microwave and another set of doors that were unlocked and anyone could walk in at any time to see two post-baby mom’s and three kids in various states of undress. Not that I would care, but the poor slob would have nightmares for the rest of their natural life. I wore my snazzy multicolored stripey underwear and my best bra, in case you are wondering.

A total of three pictures were taken of me and my son. I have a double chin for this picture as I was caught in mid-laugh, which is probably why so many models look pissed in their shots, no double chins. And three pictures were taken of my daughter, emily and Rachel. My daughter, by far, is the cutest of the lot. Not that I am biased.

All in all, it took longer to get the kids dressed than do our shoot. It was a bit of a disappointment. I was hoping to ‘work’ the camera with a mixture of childish glee and sulkiness that could only be described as petulant. Oh well.
Anywhoo, it was a free & fun thing to do and it something I can put on my future resume, which will help open doors as Whomever They Are will think I am a hottie with a hot body and Want To Know The Rest Of The Story. And my, won’t they be mildly shocked at me walking in the door.

We will be in the Dunham’s Mother’s Day Ad, presumably nationwide.

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Whoo hoo, I know a famous person!

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Wow, that sounds like fun. Shirley, did you and everyone else get paid for your modelling work? Did the photographer secretly take pictures of you naked which will make their way to the internet and make you (in) famous, like Paris Hilton and other Hollywood hopefuls? Report back.

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You know very well that it’s not fair to relate this marvelous event and then NOT post a link to PICTURES! :smiley:

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I’m pretty sure no pictures were taken of me naked. If there were, I would set up a pay site to sucker…err…entice you dopers out of your hard earned credit card spending limit.

I have to think of my fans.

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Nekked? Who said nekked? Did I say nekked? I said pictures! Some plain old G-rated pics would have been nice.

But since you mentioned nekked, well, if you really want to do that… :wink:

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oh-ho! We have a Dunham’s here in town. Will have to keep an eye out for that ad!

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I did not get any proofs. My friend Rachel did, by the power of the small fact she could put the print out in her stroller. I had to handle two spazzed out kinder in the store ::::*Yay! we had our picture taken…Oooh look, Golf Clubs! *:::::after the fact, so there you have it.

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Forty years ago I was a model for the Boy Scouts of America. I got in their national catalog – and my pic was even on the cover(!) I have apparently deteriorated, because no one’s asked me since. The operation was, if anything, less glamorous than Shirley describes.