The Good, the Bad, and The Naughty

I'm finally sitting down to do this.....I'm writing my memoirs as a fashion model. There are just too many good stories to tell and too many wild pictures to share not to. And since I can't for the life of me find a literary agent to take my proposal for a book about being a "middle model", I figured why not create a blog and just dump all this goodness I have to share in it? I mean, truth be told, my attempts at finding a lit agent were half-assed at best, but who can blame me? I have a two year old son and a baby girl on the way....so I am busy & that is an understatement. I still work as a model, yes, so I guess that still makes me a legitimate "middle model" and therefore a legitimate purveyor of peeks into the workd of fashion modeling.

And if you are asking "What is a middle model?", it's just a little phrase that I've coined to describe the genre of models that I belong to. Everyone already knows what a top model is....thanks Tyra. And everyone knows at least one person who has graduated from a modeling school only to never ever book a job outside the county fair. A middle model falls somewhere in between. Middle models are fashion models who are not household names or faces but who earn a decent living working in magazine editorials, catalogs, ad campaigns, TV commercials and runway shows within the US and abroad. We travel, party, and work like rockstars but still retain our anonymity. I like to think that we have the best of both worlds.

In this blog I am going to share all of my experiences as a middle model....the good, the bad, the ugly and the naughty. I'm going to post pictures....lots of them, and not just modeling shots of myself...come on! I am not some little narcissist (although I will share some.....why not, eh?!) but pics that I took of the places that I traveled to for work, the friends that I met and the good times that ensued. I covered ground from Los Angeles, to Miami, Milan, Taiwan, Hong Kong, Seoul, Milan, Tokyo, Osaka, Monaco, the Bahamas, Austria, and a few hops into New York City.....now you get to come along with me on the wild ride that was my life for the four consecutive years that I spent living out of a suitcase. I promise not to bore! I mean come on, my title is "Peacocks on Leashes".....I'll tell you the story behind this one in one of my posts to come. Sounds naughtier than it was....but it was as crazy as it sounds.

Ciao for now! Baci a tutti!