When I was 15 I was scouted by an agent who’s clients booked for high fashion and v*ctorias s*cret. However he told me my waist needed to shrink to 23 inches like one of his other clients who is very famous now. That’s where my body dysmorphia started

Modeling was something I always saw myself doing since I had the look and height, but I was always too “big” which is ridiculous because I was skinny af just didn’t have a tiny waist. The smallest my waist was 26in and that was before puberty

It hurt so much when the agent asked his assistant to pull up the measurements of this other model and compared it to mine. So damaging for someone as young as I was.

I was later scouted by W*lhemina NY but was told my look was too “commercial” meaning I wasn’t thin enough once again. So basically fuck modeling agencies lmao it’s so toxic and definitely not safe for impressionable folks like I was

TW: predatory and just wrong content
I did a lot of runways shows as a teen. One of which was located in a nightclub. I remember being very insecure backstage because I was forced to change and get nude in front of adult men. Nobody thought it was wrong.

At 17 I did another show in LA, I was getting checked out by a male model who was way older than me. I remember not wanting to change in front of everyone so I went to the bathroom. I came out the bathroom and my mom was right there. She later told me that man was

waiting by that door.

I have way more shitty stories but I don’t think anyone cares to read all this so I’ll just leave it here