Where it all began…

I get asked a lot, whether it’s in an interview or just by friends and people who I meet for the first time, “How did you get into modelling?” Unfortunately I don’t have a really cool story like some people, some people are found in airports, or when they were shopping with their friends or maybe at their school fashion show; I was scouted at the clothes show in Birmingham. My school would take us there every year on a trip for the last weekend before the Christmas holiday. I personally, being more of a country girl than a fashionista wasn’t very excited about going to the clothes show, but everyone was going and I didn’t want to miss out, turned out (not just because I was scouted) but I had a really fun time and then went back the year after…also so great for a bit of Christmas shopping!

So, we arrived at the clothes show and I was walking round with two of my friends. I remember one of my friends turning to me and saying “Someone’s following us!” at which point I was tapped on the shoulder by my agency Storm, they were really nice, gave me their card and took pictures of me and chatted to me for a bit and told me that “Kate Moss’ booker will call your Mum in the morning”, I was TERRIFIED, but it was also very exciting! We then carried on walking around the shops and looking at some of the catwalks when I was then spotted by three other agencies, and actually ended up on one of their catwalks in the afternoon, I then had to do an interview for The Independent. It was the most crazy, scary, overwhelming and most of all exciting day!

I went into Storm a few weeks later with my Mum, and I have to say, that if I thought the clothes show was scary, I was very much mistaken because walking into Storm for the first time was the MOST scary thing ever. A modelling agency is always buzzing with people, however, we went in during the middle of fashion week which is 100 times more busy and buzzy than usual! When we were waiting to be seen there was one model that walked passed us who was beautiful, had legs longer than you could imagine and was stick thin…Mum and I just looked at each other with rather amazed faces, and I remember thinking “Well I’m no where near that tall or glamorous, may as well quit before I start!” We weren’t at the office for very long, but while we were there I was measured, had photos taken and introduced to everyone who worked there, which again was rather overwhelming as I just stood by the table with all the bookers on it staring (and smiling) at me! Two days after meeting and signing with Storm I had a test shoot with the most lovely photographer, Nicole Marie Winkler, who made me feel so comfortable in front of the camera. I’ve written a diary of all my shoots (well, most of them) and one thing I wrote about this one which struck me as being quite strange for a 15 year old girl, was that I was incredibly embarrassed about having my hair and make up done, I may have been 15, but I hadn’t used any make up, certainly didn’t own any and had never cared about what I looked like. So really my worst part of that shoot was having my hair and make up done…which I would imagine is most girls’ dreams!

A few weeks later I was in Paris casting for Balenciaga, and a couple of weeks after that I was shooting my first campaign for them!
A lot of people say “wow, well done you, what an achievement!” And yes it definitely was an achievement, but I personally see it as I was in the right place at the right time, and I was extremely lucky to land that campaign, and owe so much to Nicolas Ghesquiere and the rest of the team at Balenciaga for starting my career!
So that is where it all began!

Bye for Now

My First Balenciaga Campaign…and yes that is my real hair!
At the clothes show with all the male models off the catwalk!

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