That Model Girl

     Without the make up, fashions, glamour, travels, and pictures I'm just a small town eastern shore born and raised girl. I'd always idolized the beautiful girls I saw on whatever television shows my mom was into that month. All of the amazing and intricate dresses the girls would wear to the awards shows always fascinated me, and I was praying that someday I'd be on those award shows being idolized by a little girl out there. I always praised the celebrities on the View, and every other talk show for that matter, that walked out in such high high heels while the crowd clapped and they acted as if they were floating on air. So badly I wanted to grow up to be one of those girls! With much doubt amongst, well, everybody. That became my motivation, to be able to prove to them, and myself, that I could do it, would do it, and did do it.

      I lived by feeding off the anonymous quote "a strong women builds a firm foundation with bricks others have thrown at her". A strong women? What girl doesn't hope to grow up to be a strong women? My mother taught me many things growing up, and still is, to make me a strong women but there were a few things that just really stuck with me. Never let a man see you cry, be independent no matter what (don't rely on anybody), always be stronger than the man you're with, look your best feel your best, and put yourself before anybody else; these were things from my mom I carry with me everyday. And then of course theres things she told me to make me a beautiful women; too much make up is never good, don't leave the house without earrings (or any other accessory really) and always accentuate my lips. She raised me to be a strong and beautiful women, and she made sure that I never strayed from these simple rules, aka my mothers way of life. 

     But even though I followed my mothers teachings that didn't make me much of anything through high school. Until I started, not only chasing, but sprinting towards my dreams nobody took me seriously. I was just the small town girl that wanted to be a model, there were a hundred other "mes" they would all tell me. But it wasn't until close to graduation that I could see that people might actually be starting to believe in me. I was just beginning to make a name for myself in the modeling and fashion world! It was slow, but I knew it was coming. I was on the right path to finding my dreams. I had people from my town asking if I was "that model girl", even though they rarely knew my name it was still flattering that they knew me. Soon into my freshman year of college I was going to so many new place traveling, modeling, studying, and people started seeing me. Not the me they'd seen before, but the "me" that I wanted to be! They were seeing the confident, determined, dream-chasing, and independent girl that I'd always wanted to be, and that my mother always knew i'd be. And well, here I am. I'm still a college freshman taking a couple of classes, a model keeping up with the latest trends and designers (and my schedule), being my own manager and marketing myself as a model, having a boyfriend and friends, traveling, and soaking it all in.