As if being super short, hating non-intellectual attention and being embarrassingly awkward wasn't enough, I have another reason why I could never be a model: fittings.
Who knew putting clothing on could be so painfully uncomfortable?!? Being half naked, wearing buttonless clothes being held together by push pins and having someone come at me with measuring tape while enthusiastically commenting on my proportions is NOT my idea of a good time. In fact it felt like a nightmare. And! Apparently, the designer and seamstress can speak, but people being fitted cannot.
NEVER AGAIN.
NEVER EVER AGAIN.
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