Me a model? What?

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So one of the best things that TAS has to offer is all of the after school programs. They have everything from soccer, glee and Spanish honors society. Now since I have only been to the school for 3 months I have not had the opportunity to join these clubs but I was involved in one, the I love art fashion club.

This club does a lot of things that I do not really know about. It is a new club and the thing that they did that was really cool was a big fashion show. A bunch of people from the club became designers and made cloths for models to wear. So you might asked how I got involved in this club well it went a little something like this:

One day I was sitting in the lunch room eating breakfast before class. It was probably the 4th or 5th week of going to this school so I still did not know anybody so naturally I was sitting alone. Then all of a sudden this random guy came up to me and introduced himself. Know when he first started talking I thought that he was talking to somebody else so I was not paying that much attention but then I realized that he was talking to me! He said that he was in this fashion club and he wanted me to be his model.

Now I have been interested in modeling for a couple of years and I am 5 foot 10 so I do have the height for it but I just never really got around to doing anything. So when this guy asked me to model for him I was pretty excited and I said yes. As I ran over to my friend to tell her about my good news, another girl overheard us and asked me who my designer was. I told her and she just gave me this look that was the ” i feel so sorry for you look” she proceeded to tell me that my designer was the president of the fashion club. I was pretty frightened.

So over the following weeks we had just briefly talked and I had been to a couple of rehearsals and a couple of fittings. Every time that I saw the dress I was pretty excited to wear it, and every time I saw it, it kept getting bigger and more extravagant looking so naturally I started to get more and more nervous.

The day finally came and my dress was done. As I reviewed the model list I realized that I was to go last. Again I was pretty frightened. After I realized that I was going last I also realized that I was last of 37 girls. Wow that was a lot more than I was expecting. So over the next few hours I sat through make up and hair and squeezed into my dress.  As I neared the front of the line as the show proceeded I could finally see the crowd and it was HUGE! There were about 150 chairs set up and not only were all of the chairs filled but there were people standing around the edges of the gym. This was not any old high school fashion show this was a pretty big deal. So when the girl told me to go I sucked in my gut and walked out into the gym. It was weird to see every one turn to look at me but at the same time it was pretty cool. I was kind of frightened by all of the cameras but I just looked ahead and made no eye contact with anybody who looked familiar.

So now that it is over I wish that I could do it all again!  I thought that it was so much fun and I am so grateful that I got to be apart of it!

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2 responses »

  1. Cecily! I love your blog! You are a really good writer!! Keep posting because I love reading it!! 🙂

    <3/ aubree

    Ps everyone misses you at mountain ridge!! Come visit us soon!! 🙂

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