Model prostitution or prostitution to modeling?

Born into a family in the middle row, from small, what dress to me which may not have many choices. Her parents bought for her sister, admit what will I wear it, it is also something to their relatives, the short, broad-stroke ones, but I also have to accept because his family didn't have much money can shop this page map for me, though I was the youngest.

Up until level 3, I frequently fell into a depression because understand the inferior friends. But also at the time, the body I have the incredible change, I started steadily, progressively higher to levels far beyond those you classmates. Or have the student contest, dear child you sneaks list my name on the list to attend, so I obviously become finalists. That year, how lucky, I win.

Not a field, not to live with the profession.

Since then, friends and family said that after this I can do modeling because I'm very tall, round appearance would balance it out. I haven't thought much about that, but indeed, the limelight, the gorgeous clothes and money have tremendous appeal for a provincial girl as I am, and I start daydreaming.

Then first love breakup, before that, I and you, your classmates have sneaky "relationships" with each other but young right is just like a Rainshower transient, every emotion is just temporary. I used to treat you, you are all with me just because he wrote me in my weakness, but at the most and then later look back just laugh silently because children frivolity.

Ending the year on a high sunny, Summer is also the time I towel package from the poor to separate into Saigon. Both have supporters and put so much faith in me, expecting me to mature and successful, can get married when I want to. I then the other, life ambition, ambition, great money should believe that he would have all what I want, which does not have the husband.

But saying and doing different, at that age, I was still too immature, didn't know anything about his life. So naturally the Life also teaches me Life is nothing, I had to give blood, tears, and all his self to learn that. The early days at Sai land Into, I wander in these performance venues fashion but not received show, there are today have to go hungry to save money, the new head office. To the right and down at the seemingly have to go home, I start to get into modeling for those tiny little show, temporarily well enough to eat. I was very happy, as expected, on what is called the future under lights. And again, luck saw me look beautiful again, shape, lovingly should name designer t. there for me try taking few fashion images shot in the new collection, I was immediately impressed with t. According to what those elected to show say if t. agree me modeling my life ever since then have been to the page.

While suffering the psychological struggle then or believes his colleagues, as well as the young girl, full of enthusiasm as I arrested for the crime of prostitution. I'm really shocked and scared, it is true that if there are no domains do not live with this profession, this is the first sentence that the person who taught me the catwalk has said, then it is so. But everything is not as simple as that. Country girl child still in skyhigh falling hell puzzled when t. blunt is a must, "charged the ceremony" with what I have, this is my body. T want to "relationships" with me and will pay handsomely if I agree. This money to me is extremely large, it will give me a couple of months living unwanted in Saigon, may even send this to my parents in the countryside. I was crying a lot because my life is not the same as I'd like, and on the stand under the spotlight will certainly still very far away, while I need to do everything to nurture the dream.

I thought he was just a country girl, and will probably forever, so I'm not to resist the temptations of power for money, but to be a good person, respect yourself.

Immediately the next morning I caught the first bus to return home, ending the dream model.=

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