Tomorrow is my last day of class, ever. I’ve been in school for 19 years now, so it doesn’t seem real. I have to be an adult now?
I also officially terminated my contract with Wilhelmina Brown earlier this week. I was in the first group of girls signed and I’ve watched the agency grow alongside me for two and a half years. I guess I didn’t realize how much it was a part of me.
My last job with Willy was awesome. I flew to NOLA with some of my favorite models and got to be on set for a feature film with 1,000 really funny famous actors. This is us on set in James Franco’s Kitchen. :)
I’m shooting a music video tomorrow and Saturday, and in the next two weeks, I’ll pack up everything, clean out my room and leave Austin.
What’s next for me? I’m not quite sure. I have one more class in China in June, and I’m visiting family in Europe during July. I’ll take the time to really think. I’ve gotta pay the bills now, so I’ll probably have to surrender to a real job.
I modeled Sofia Maldonado’s beautiful clothing for Spark magazine a few weeks ago, and she said said something on the ride home that I won’t forget- I wish I could remember her exact words, but I can’t. She doesn’t have a plan post-graduation yet, either, and she said that she knows she’s a networker, and she’s not sure where she’s going, but she always has new opportunities and she knows she’ll be fine in the end.
I guess that’s how I feel. Things just seem to come together if you let them. So let’s see where the summer takes me. :)
Work update: Got my first two covers! Spark Magazine last week, Yellow Magazine this week. Also did Aveda’s Catwalk for Water last week, which got me a shoot this week, and tested with Melis Dainon, a pair of really cool photographers in Austin. I’ve decided to separate my text and image posts, so look for images right above this.
In the meantime, school ends in two weeks and I’m behind. I need to pull it together so I can graduate in May. I’m going to start being a lot more selective with what I do this next month.
I feel like I’ve been so busy with work and school lately that my work is starting to define me. My conversations are becoming modeling/acting related. My facebook wall is nothing but. Yet… I’m so much more than that. I think I’m going to take the time to revisit some old hobbies and make sure I don’t lose touch with myself. A more thoughtful post about this coming soon.
I was lucky enough to be able to attend the Texas Film Hall of Fame Induction last night. My awesome agent Justin even got me some PR practice on the red carpet. Public speaking is the love of my life, but this was really hard- there was so much going on. Justin caught a picture of me looking like a dork and blanking on the name of Yvonne & Clyde’s director.
Anjelah Johnson was standing next to me on the carpet and I FREAKIN LOVE HER. I just wanted to kidnap her and peace out. She’s like two feet tall. :) Right when I came in I was standing next to Robert Rodriguez for a while, but I was too shy to go up and say hi. I wonder if he would’ve remembered me. Probably not. A little bit in, I started acting less like an awkward middle schooler at a dance and actually talked to people.
Best encounter of the night? I’ve always loved Danny Trejo, but after meeting him, I love him even more. He was funny and really down to earth.
Weirdest encounter of the night? Matthew McConaughey. He awkwardly kept his distance from us while talking. Caro cites wifey issues.
On Wednesday, I shot a spring time editorial for Austin Monthly. Bold,mixed prints and neon colors (my favorite) are in for the season, so the wardrobe was ridiculously fun- but that wasn’t the best part.
We took the shots mid-air while jumping on a trampoline. Every time I almost fell on my face, the team gasped- every time we got a good shot, they chorused “oooooh!” so cutely. I was sweating by the end of it and though I had a hard time keeping my hair out of my face and my lipgloss out of my hair, I had great direction a lot of fun. It was a whole new kind of modeling, and I’m secretly scared my long awkward limbs and graceless jumps will prevail- we’ll see!
The Austin School of Performing Arts put on a great fashion show last night- one of their students, Katie, worked with Linda Asaf to create a breathtaking dress that I had the honor of wearing. I’ll post details once I have photos!
For now, I’m on the 6 hour bus to Port Aransas to shoot Yvonne & Clyde. I’m going on set knowing that I have a lot of room to grow, a shell to break out of, and not a lot of time to do it. The script changed (a lot, which is apparently normal), so I’ve been rethinking my character (now named Rory), and practicing talking aloud in character. It looks like I’m talking to myself on the bus, but I can’t say that makes me the strangest person on it. :)
Sitting at the station next to someone who badly needed to shower, I let myself dream a little and think that one day I might be flying to some crazy exotic set for a cool movie and laughing at this memory.
Quick reality check- its just a supporting role in a short film, I know. But to me its more about the fact that I’m finally really going for this. Wish me luck…
Even though I hadn’t acted in a long time, I didn’t sweat too much when I got my first two film auditions on short notice in the middle of midterms last week. I figured acting was like riding a bike.
Yeah… turns out I was wrong about the bike thing. I was a hot mess during my first audition, and still really shaky during the second. I came home frustrated, ate a half-pound bag of M&Ms, started readingMeisner and hoped for the best.
Hoping worked- I got a call back for the second film. I got old school with it. Read the script, wrote a life story for my character and the characters in her past. I decided I was waiting at a gas station because my boyfriend had just kicked me out- so I was emotionally exhausted, not fond of guys and stuck.
I met the actor I was reading with while waiting. He was chill. In the audition I got into character easily and was really fed up, but the actor was so unexpected. I tried not to be charmed as he tried to pick me up. We really weren’t the two people who’d met in the waiting room earlier. It was such a real moment.
Like the cherry on top, I got a call this weekend and huzzah- I am officially India in Yvonne & Clyde! First film role, here we go…
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I never thought I could be a model. I was super awkward. I thought the scouts were just trying to sell me stuff. I preferred to be on the other side of the camera. I started working at a photography studio and got close to Dajuana (another photographer), and Ana (a make up artist). They coaxed me in front of the camera on slow days when we had nothing else to do and I started to get comfortable. Dajuana was like a big sister to me, so when she asked me to pose for her fashion portfolio, I couldn’t say no. People saw the pictures, one thing led to the next… and suddenly I was referred to a few agencies around Texas. All credit goes to those girls!
Balancing school and work isn’t always easy. Today was one of the not-so-easy days. Last week I booked a Harley Davidson commercial, and I’m pretty sure that grants me official BADASS status. I loved Marisa Miller's Harley spot.
Last week I also begged my way into a small class taught by the amazing Sarah Weddington. I didn’t meet the high GPA requirement and attendance is mandatory, no exceptions. Of course, the shoot turns out to be the same time as my first three-hour, once-a-week class and there’s a good chance I’ll be kicked out for missing. The usual solution? Screw school, make up an extenuating circumstance.
Except I’m sick of putting school second and being stereotyped as a “dumb model”. This is my chance to prove myself in my last semester, prioritize school, and finally have a person that can vouch for me, not just an obsolete SAT score.
On the other hand, I need to prep my resume for L.A. I was foolish enough to pass up a small role in No Strings Attached (then French with Benefits) for reasons that had seemed valid. It could have been my break into film. I kicked myself later and decided I would never say no to another job.
I’ve been biting my fingernails all weekend. They need to know now. Logically, I should take the job. But something tells me going with class is the right thing. Responsibility is such an overused, meaningless word. I think this is it, though. Making good on your commitments, even when it’s not in your best interest.
Still… major badass points lost. I think I need to photoshop a picture of myself on a Harley to get over this. And cry for a week. And eat a lot of cookies.