Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Run for Cover, Girl
If you're a model, how down in the dumps must you be to take this gig? I’m guessing her first words when she got home were not, “I finally got a cover!” Don’t get me wrong, I’m aware of creative compromise. For about a second, I considered writing porn once. But here’s the difference -- I didn't. Perhaps I’m being too presumptuous. Maybe this model did a stock photo shoot and thought she’d be a search result for “Exercise” on Getty Images. Then, in a slight ... yet unfortunate ... turn of events, she becomes the poster child for Irritable Bowel Syndrome. I suppose it could be worse -- she could be this couple.
Labels:
compromise,
ethics,
IBS,
irritable bowel syndrome,
modeling
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Hey, she could be suffering from IBS and they thought, "finally! an attractive person to be the face for our disease!!"
ReplyDeleteIf that's case, I can only imagine how much they paid her. Her Vogue cover just went out the door. The back door.
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