OMFG...Want Want Want Need.

Guilty guilty guilty. That is exactly what I am when it comes to spending oodles of money on designer goods. In a media-obsessed world where a chic lifestyle reigns king, designers have become the new gods and I for one, bow down to worship. Balenciaga, Valentino, Stella McCartney and Rodarte...what's a girl to do?
I literally have dreams about items I just. Have. To. Have. Dreams filled with lush Louboutins piled high in my closets, red soles gleaming from afar, dreams of light-as-air chiffon Chloe dresses breezing through my windows..to put it mildly, it's shopping porn for women.
Yes, I realize how dreamily superficial I sound, aligning my utter faith with tangible (and beautiful -- don't forget beautiful!) designer goods but once again I reiterate, what's a girl to do?
Shop. That's what. The recession coupled with an over-saturated market desire for the love of labels has led to lower price points for many popular items. Case and point? A used, albeit one in pristine condition, classic Balenciaga moto bag can be bought from the lovely Porteroluxury.com for a measly $800 (USD). Compare this to the on average $1400 you'll pay in stores and you've got yourself one salivating home shopper. In fact, Internet shopping has become the savvy shopper's best friend with more than its share of legitimate sites, such as Outnet.com, tempting junkies everywhere with exquisite looks for less.
While by no means are these price points low, they're low enough to keep a working girl like yours truly satisfied until I either a) make it big or b) marry rich (I'm kidding! You can guess about which one!)
I'm currently awaiting a pair of immaculate navy L.A.M.B. stilettos to be delivered...with traction bottoms of course so really, it was a practical purchase! And I do need to wear SOMETHING on those chilly summer nights out so that Herve Ledger dress I have my eye on might just be written off as a practical purchase as well..x

Megan Fox Gets Married...OMFG.

So it's being reported that hot-piece-of-ass Megan Fox got married to whatshisface from the original 90210 in a secret ceremony in Hawaii. Okay, I'm being mean, but there's no denying that Megan Fox is a way bigger star than Brian Austin Green! This officially takes one of the most coveted women in the world off the market (cue teenage boys everywhere crying).
I actually like this couple! They seem genuine and low-key by Hollywood standards and have been together for, it seems like, forever.
At 24 though, Fox is prettttty young by today's standards to be married. Blame it on the fame and fortune, which I think is what propels so many Hollywood couples to get serious so fast. Who wouldn't feel like a relationship is serious when expensive gifts and exotic vacations are de rigeur for celebs?
As some one in love at the moment, I can safely say that sadly, love is never enough. I'm hopelessly romantic (seriously. Love songs make my heart float and The Notebook dissolved me into a weeping mess...they freakin' died together!) but a realist at the same time which is a lovely little ironic combination to be. Although in my head I may be in a fairytale, I know that love alone doesn't equal a successful relationship. We all have to worry about careers and making it, and thus some times put our romances on the back burner.
Celebs have the financial security and career establishment most of us attain later on in life and thus can seem to take relationships more seriously earlier on. So congrats to BAG-fox (I think marriage warrants a joint nickname, don't you?) for their whilrwind marriage on an island far, far away. Obviously this is no guarantee for happiness, but it sure as hell is romantic...consider me swept away.
x

I joined a gym? OMFG.

So this evening I'll be doing the unthinkable...joining a gym. Before you say how common that is, let me paint you a little picture here: I'm about athletic as a sofa. Yup, I get tired just watching sports, let alone actually having to participate in them. There are two types of models: curvier girls who work out and have fantastically fit bodies and genetically skinny waifs who can eat a ton and not gain a thing. (Ok so I guess there are the girls with eating disorders too...but that's another post entirely.) I am lucky enough to fall into the latter category of being thin, but with absolutely no muscle whatsoever. My sister has nicely described me as "skinny-fat".
Well this skinny-fat girl plans on turning that fat into muscle, or toning it at least! I wouldn't mind slimming down a touch and gaining some strength. At least that way I'll feel obligated to work out or risk losing the price of my membership.
Mind you as some one who's dated a personal trainer (or 2..) I wasn't about to sign up at some muscle-head gym where the girls are dolled up and the guys are gelled up. No meat-market gyms for me! Instead I've chosen a boutique gym focused on the body and soul which I think will be just my pace. Actually, I was going to join Curves but figured it probably wasn't my key demographic...and as my sister once again lovingly put it "You probably have to HAVE curves to go there."

Let the ass-kicking begin!
x

Fantastics. OMFG.

And one more publication from the online magazine Fantastics. Shot by the wonderful Jake Roseberg..we actually went to high school together! Small world! I had a great time on set with Jake and the rest of the lively crew. A positive atmosphere always makes for great photos! Here's one shot, but check out the link for the full story.

http://www.fantasticsmag.com/node/3335?fp=last

x

Modeling. OMFG.

So I mentioned in my first post that I'm a part-time model. Let me clarify this statement by saying I'm very part-time...almost part-part time if there was such a thing. Let's put it this way: I was pulled aside while drunk out of my mind at a nightclub when I was 19, went into the agency hungover the next day and have been taking it as it comes since then.
I've been in an off/on relationship with the industry ever since. It's a hard world to be a part of, especially as a young woman. You go to castings, get compared to others and are dismissed at the wave of a hand...it's basically a career where you wonder what's wrong with you. The maddening world of modeling has been put under a microscope especially as of lately with the apparent suicides of top models Tom Nicon and Daul Kim and I can sympathize with some of the pressures they were surely going through, although I'm not nearly as accomplished.
That being said, it is what it is, and I continue to part-part time model knowing that. On a happier note, after agency-hopping over the last year, I've found an amazing agency -- Dulcedo. They're my mother agency and I love the mutual respect I get/give from them!

The last shoot I did was earlier this summer with the lovely Erlinda Goldie. Along with hair and make-up by Flo and styling by Jamie Rae, we created some beautifully romantic images despite the flash hail that kept on (quite literally) raining on our parade. Here are a few shots from it..!

Enjoy! x

I started a blog! OMFG!

On the advice of my dear friend Liz, and because I deleted my Facebook account (too much..really, just too much) and need to fill the void with another online outlet for my word vomit, I've decided to start a blog!

A blog seems to be the prerequisite for any self-promoting person of interest in this world now, and anybody with access to a computer and some interesting thoughts has the option of propelling themselves to mediocre fame given the right push. So here goes, my journey to perhaps fame riding on the content of my thoughts..should be an interesting ride.

As a twenty-something girl, part-time model, recent university grad and overall hopelessly romantic realist, I find myself where all twenty-somethings are regardless of credentials...LOST. Just ridiculously, insanely, and incomprehendably LOST. At the best of times it's an exhilerating feeling that drives me to search long and hard for my passion in life. At the worst of times, it reduces me to a blubbering mess of insecurities that my friends usually have to deal with. Navigating these years of wandering are what I plan to share, all the epiphanies (OMFG moments as I like to call them) both big (I love him!) and small (Who got a nosejob?!) are up for grabs...so enjoy & feel free to post your own.

x
Sheila