Pretentious phony modeling (utterly critical update).
One thing I cannot understand is the "Shop my closet" trend.
I mean, I do get it.
Everyone loves the idea of getting a commission for clothes they are modeling without physically selling them at the store.
Kinda like sponsors for Influencers. Except, making a video for a "home-made" (or anywhere made, to be honest, takes originality) campaign is something that I find thrilling and rather exciting, and actually see the results (see Safiya Nygaard on youtube, for example).
We get to accompany the influencer's journey on a before and after and get the description (assuming they are speaking the truth), about which clothes they are wearing.
But when an image is still and someone tells "buy these clothes, they look super good! Use my *discount* code to get X% off!", how are you supposed to trust them? Yes buy... At your own risk.
"But it looked good on the model!" The "model", who is a slim, thin and elegantly wasted looking figurine (didn't do that on purpose!), is tailored to stay cool in that outfit.
She's not moving and she's on a position that allows her to demonstrate perfectly the clothes, thus making them look comfortable. It's marketing, guys!
But that is not modeling, in my opinion. (I'm an overly opinionated kinda person, if you didn't notice.)
Freelance modeling is fine as long as you keep being creative and reach out for work, send off curriculums/ portfolios everywhere and come up with photoshoots (even if you can't afford a professional photographer), but instead, you rely on your good looks, post a picture on the internet, date someone famous, pretend to be in a band.
Reminds me of this;
Except you're not on a My Chemical Romance video. So you actually have to do something for yourself.
I am simply dwelling on this because this is something that particularly pisses me off, even after 7 or 8 years (lost count). Can't mention names because they're not related to me personally.
Although this is a shit that still happens now a days; it's not a problem from the great beyond - it still exists.
And it's more common than ever, for other people to approach someone famous because they also want to be! Duh,
But how long did it take to people start noticing this? Everywhere I look now (I'm studying society of today on my spare time) there is:
- People pretending to be famous.
- People who have trust issues.
- People who disappear from the world and then come back like they've been here forever.
Let me break it to you:
Fame is a passenger state of common people knowledge. It's like, a new neighbor in town but after a while, they aren't new anymore. They once were.
And unless you do something espectacular, like music, acting or dancing (and you're good at it), you'll be forgotten. OR don't do anything of this and go to Aokigahara Forest (青木ヶ原) and film a dead body. That's the paved road to success. Because even if this was one of the major 21st fails, it'll never be forgotten, and even after a year, it still has its repercussions. One of them is certainly not the amount of subscribers on his channel: 18,571,914 *eighteen million, five hundred and seventy one thousand, nine hundred and fourteen* (or perhaps it is??).
(That's---- We only have 10 million people in my country. If he had the brains he could actually rule a nation with those numbers. Luckily he doesn't.)
Still, how do you obtain it?
Step one: Create an online profile.
Step two: Make a photoshoot of yourself.
Step three: Upload the said photoshoot onto your media profile. (Don't forget the tags!!)
Step four: Become frustrated no one pays you attention.
Step five: Attend to your local medium-high famous band's concerts and get a backstage pass, seduce the lead singer (don't forget, that's the only one who counts!! - or perhaps the only one craving for affection/attention to provide you his).
Step six: After a gazillion years, a few billboard charts records and a worldwide tour, become frustrated again because it's not the fame you wanted (fame by contact), dismiss him, proceed with your life and carry on modeling, even if just on the underground scene.
Or perhaps you can try another way:
Step one: Create a profile in ALL (ALLLL) social media.
Step two: Tag famous people in your photos.
It's still not working? Dang.
Step three: GO NAKED. Do a naked photoshoot and still tag them! Yeah!
Okay, perhaps this is a little too descriptive. Shit is, it's not only people on the music industry who suffer from this. It's everyone who gets the slight attention.
From the "Shop my closet" to "model naked but still shop my fucking closet" is a jumpy jump.
Don't be like them. Be yourself. *Dramatic British accent* Always.
I'm going to chose this song for today because well... 2008 emo me.
Take care and be yourself!
I mean, I do get it.
Everyone loves the idea of getting a commission for clothes they are modeling without physically selling them at the store.
Kinda like sponsors for Influencers. Except, making a video for a "home-made" (or anywhere made, to be honest, takes originality) campaign is something that I find thrilling and rather exciting, and actually see the results (see Safiya Nygaard on youtube, for example).
We get to accompany the influencer's journey on a before and after and get the description (assuming they are speaking the truth), about which clothes they are wearing.
But when an image is still and someone tells "buy these clothes, they look super good! Use my *discount* code to get X% off!", how are you supposed to trust them? Yes buy... At your own risk.
"But it looked good on the model!" The "model", who is a slim, thin and elegantly wasted looking figurine (didn't do that on purpose!), is tailored to stay cool in that outfit.
She's not moving and she's on a position that allows her to demonstrate perfectly the clothes, thus making them look comfortable. It's marketing, guys!
But that is not modeling, in my opinion. (I'm an overly opinionated kinda person, if you didn't notice.)
Freelance modeling is fine as long as you keep being creative and reach out for work, send off curriculums/ portfolios everywhere and come up with photoshoots (even if you can't afford a professional photographer), but instead, you rely on your good looks, post a picture on the internet, date someone famous, pretend to be in a band.
Reminds me of this;
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| I'm on an 2008 emo mood today. |
I am simply dwelling on this because this is something that particularly pisses me off, even after 7 or 8 years (lost count). Can't mention names because they're not related to me personally.
Although this is a shit that still happens now a days; it's not a problem from the great beyond - it still exists.
And it's more common than ever, for other people to approach someone famous because they also want to be! Duh,
But how long did it take to people start noticing this? Everywhere I look now (I'm studying society of today on my spare time) there is:
- People pretending to be famous.
- People who have trust issues.
- People who disappear from the world and then come back like they've been here forever.
Let me break it to you:
Fame is a passenger state of common people knowledge. It's like, a new neighbor in town but after a while, they aren't new anymore. They once were.
And unless you do something espectacular, like music, acting or dancing (and you're good at it), you'll be forgotten. OR don't do anything of this and go to Aokigahara Forest (青木ヶ原) and film a dead body. That's the paved road to success. Because even if this was one of the major 21st fails, it'll never be forgotten, and even after a year, it still has its repercussions. One of them is certainly not the amount of subscribers on his channel: 18,571,914 *eighteen million, five hundred and seventy one thousand, nine hundred and fourteen* (or perhaps it is??).
(That's---- We only have 10 million people in my country. If he had the brains he could actually rule a nation with those numbers. Luckily he doesn't.)
Still, how do you obtain it?
Step one: Create an online profile.
Step two: Make a photoshoot of yourself.
Step three: Upload the said photoshoot onto your media profile. (Don't forget the tags!!)
Step four: Become frustrated no one pays you attention.
Step five: Attend to your local medium-high famous band's concerts and get a backstage pass, seduce the lead singer (don't forget, that's the only one who counts!! - or perhaps the only one craving for affection/attention to provide you his).
Step six: After a gazillion years, a few billboard charts records and a worldwide tour, become frustrated again because it's not the fame you wanted (fame by contact), dismiss him, proceed with your life and carry on modeling, even if just on the underground scene.
Or perhaps you can try another way:
Step one: Create a profile in ALL (ALLLL) social media.
Step two: Tag famous people in your photos.
It's still not working? Dang.
Step three: GO NAKED. Do a naked photoshoot and still tag them! Yeah!
Okay, perhaps this is a little too descriptive. Shit is, it's not only people on the music industry who suffer from this. It's everyone who gets the slight attention.
From the "Shop my closet" to "model naked but still shop my fucking closet" is a jumpy jump.
Don't be like them. Be yourself. *Dramatic British accent* Always.
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| Gah, now I miss Alan Rickman. |
I'm going to chose this song for today because well... 2008 emo me.
Take care and be yourself!
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