You Can’t (And Shouldn’t) Be a Model
March 6, 2019
“Do you think I could model?”
As someone who has been in the modeling industry for about three years, it’s a question I hate to hear. It’s impossible to answer both kindly and honestly. If I were to speak candidly, I would say, “No. You’re three inches under the height requirement, your hip and waist sizes are disproportionate, your thighs are too big and your nose is not in ‘trend’ right now.”
Obviously, I would never judge a person to such an extent, but this is how the modeling industry works — it’s a meat factory. Sure, everyone loves a model with a personality, but in the end, as my agency has drilled into my head, if you’re under 5 feet 10 inches, your hips are more than 35 inches or your waist is over 25 inches, you’re probably not going to get past small local designers.
But even then, so many people dream of being models and find ways to force themselves into this world because they think it’s “glamorous” and “easy.” In fact, it’s an exceptionally ugly and painstaking lifestyle.
If modeling is your life-long passion, I can’t stop you from pursuing it. I just want to make sure that you are aware that it’s not as easy as social media wants you to believe. If you are a working model, I mean no disrespect to you. I understand that everyone has different experiences and that these stories may not apply to you.
What you need to remember is that everything you see has been edited and formulated to be the perfect advertisement. The whole point is for you to envy the model, to the extent that you end up buying the product, all in hopes of being more like them. But there’s so much behind that one photo.
What they don’t tell you
Let’s start with some common misconceptions — you don’t join an agency and receive jobs from the get-go. For the first few months, all you’ll do are test shoots. This means you go to photographers and shoot for free to build up your portfolio, our version of a resume. But wait, you still get to have your hair and make-up done and free professional photos, right?
Sure, it’s fun for a while, but doing this with no compensation gets old really quickly. Imagine being in a studio for six hours, squeezing into shoes too small because no one carries your size (let’s hear it for my size 11 ladies out there), having your scalp tortured because the hairstylist loves the super tight if-I-sneeze-my-hair-will-literally-pop-out updo, feeling your face dry out from the fourth makeup wipe to refresh it for the next look and being ruthlessly judged for grabbing a snack. After all of that, the photographer selects 10 of the best photos, edits them to their heart’s content, and sends them over.
Kudos to them for spending hours looking at images of me, but this just shows that it’s not a one-and-done deal. Don’t ever judge yourself for not looking like a picture of a model — it was curated out of thousands of photos to look good.
New York Fashion Week is where I experienced what it actually means to be a model.
In order to get booked in a show, models have to go to many castings first — anywhere from five to 20 a day, depending on the agency and how experienced they are.
This consists of waiting in line with dozens of other models for goodness knows how long. Depending on how the casting director is feeling and how organized the event is (which, in my experience, was usually not at all), models can end up waiting from just a minute to hours.
The longest I’ve ever waited was for two hours (outside in the brutal winter air no less). And it wasn’t because there were so many people; the directors decided to go out for lunch without telling us.
All of this to do a short walk in front of the director and give them your business card, a total viewing time of about 20 seconds. If you don’t have patience and energy, this business isn’t for you.
The runway
Finally, it’s show day and you’re excited because you get to walk the runway. You arrive four hours before the show starts. Most of the time it’s chaos. There are not enough makeup artists, everyone’s crawling over each other because the space is too small for the number of people backstage, naked models are scrambling for their outfits, the designer is having a meltdown over a wrinkle in a collar and you have no clue what you should be doing because communication is non-existent.
That was the case with one fashion show. The directors didn’t have space to move around and do the final preps, so what did they do with all the models until the show starts? Why, they locked us up in the basement of course.
High heels, bikinis and lingerie were the only things keeping us warm in the unheated basement in the middle of February. About 30 models were huddled together around one light bulb hanging from the ceiling, surrounded by discarded construction materials like broken toilets, metal beams and probably asbestos.
It was not the most pleasurable experience, but I find moments like these as an opportunity to bond with other models on how much of a mess modeling is.
Looking back
I have to admit, the fashion world can be fun and I have learned some things. For example, in the modeling industry, individual changing rooms don’t exist. It’s just a bunch of guys and girls wearing nothing but a thong in an open space, which is quite a confidence boost. But in the end, you wait hours to be judged by a stranger and then thrown about like a ragdoll pre-show just to walk for 30 seconds on the runway. It’s draining.
A model’s job doesn’t stop as soon as she leaves the studio or runway either. Her job is to look good, so that means exercising on the daily and dieting. That’s one of the reasons I want to leave modeling. I love food. Noodles, bread, rice, ice cream, I want to be able to eat those without the fear that my agency will psychologically belittle me for gaining weight.
I once posted a picture of a milkshake on my Instagram and ended up getting looks from my agent next time I visited them. Agencies have been known for putting girls on a 1,000-calorie-and-under diet. You live under the stress of “am I good enough?” because if, all of a sudden, designers don’t like your looks, you won’t make any money.
Bodies are constantly modified, whether naturally or synthetically, to appeal to the greater audience. That’s the paradox I’ve faced. I’ve both grown more confident of my body, having been chosen to represent fashion lines, but all the while my self-esteem has plummeted since I end up constantly comparing myself to everyone else. How could I ever feel good enough when there’s always someone prettier, taller and skinnier than me?
I used to model more but now that I’m in college, I’ve decided to put it on “pause”; I’m still contemplating whether or not I should go back. Though there are a lot of perks to modeling, like traveling and pampering, the modeling industry is exhausting and gives little in return. Models don’t actually make as much as you think, as many designers even refuse to pay us (we don’t eat food either way, why would we ever need money?)
So if you want to model, make sure that you will have enough time, patience, energy and self-esteem. It’s a mean industry, ready to chew you out in the end. Unless you’re a celebrity or have connections, you will probably be nothing more than a disposable model ready to be replaced by tons of other look-alikes.
Gerry • Jul 2, 2022 at 5:59 pm
I’m glad I decided not to take advice from my mother and sister when they tried to coerce me into seeking a career in (fashion) modeling back when I was either 20 or 21. I was too scrawny at that age and I wasn’t good-looking enough in spite of what my mother and sister told me. Hence, no modeling agency on the planet would ever had accepted me for that kind of a job. I could only imagine all the insults and humiliation I would have endured had I foolishly pursued this. Besides, I really wasn’t interested in modeling at all, it just didn’t suit me. I also believed that modeling was just one of those things that’s too good to be true. You don’t get paid that much money and there is no guarantee that you’ll win the hearts of all these young girls.
Gift • Mar 17, 2022 at 5:57 am
I have always loved looking nice, wearing nice clothes, make up and meeting influential people, but on the second hand I hate popularity, I am a very private person. I had the thought of given up my privacy to be a model but after reading your blog, I am more convinced it’s not worth it. Thank you so much, you have helped me clear up days of endless thought and worries thank you.
Pazz Mazie • Jan 14, 2021 at 12:35 am
Ever since I was 12 people have been telling me I should model because of my height and looks, and I once got a job offer. However I was never interested enough to look into it until recently when I had to quit my job. The idea of being paid to stand around posing in nice clothes seemed pretty nice, even if I had to build a portfolio and compete with others. And, like you said, the internet makes it seem so easy – “anyone can be a model.” I’m glad I found this article, though. It’s made me realize I have the confidence or passion to be a model.
Tianna J • Dec 1, 2020 at 12:08 am
Hi, my name is Tianna, and I was told all my life I should be a model. I have the body looks and the height. I’m 6’1 and I’m recently turned 14yrs old. I know some people from the modeling business and have connections with Ford Modeling models, but I just don’t know how to put myself up there. I’ve always thought that by modeling I’d be one of the big names such as Kendall Jenner, Gigi Hadid, etc, but after reading your story, it really made me think that maybe modeling isn’t the right thing for me. I understand it must be hard if you don’t know the right people like celebrities do, but I think even after reading your story, that I want to do it even more. I know it doesn’t sound as good as I thought, but just the experience you make along the way, meeting people, and even to be considered for modeling sounds amazing. I think it would be a fun industry to be in because I feel like I could do it. I’m 14, black, 6’1-6’2, and I’m petite. So with your kind words from the story, I know it seems bad, but your story just inspired me to chase after my dreams. Hopefully, my parents will agree with me 🙂 Thank You!
Joe • Sep 7, 2019 at 9:33 am
My wife was a model in NYC. At 6’2”, Russian features and just the right proportions, she looked the part. Alas, she started way too late (mid-20s) and got rejected by all the big agencies. She worked for a small fashion designer and a boutique store in Manhattan.
She said a lot of the same things you’ve written. In 2017 we moved to Florida to start a family, which essentially ended her modeling career. She misses a lot about NYC, but modeling is not one of them. She’s pregnant with our second child, and I think she looks more beautiful than ever.
Cindi Rose • Sep 6, 2019 at 2:03 am
What a great story! You really wrote that realistically and have writing talents too.