Puppet

I do what they call "real people modeling" because, you know, I'm a real person... and it pays pretty well.  Also, it appears that, for a handful of companies, I represent a momentary quintessential mom, nurse, doctor, pharmacist, business person... even though I'm not really any of those things.  

The puppetry of modeling is usually easy and relatively fun.  They dress you, do your make up, feed you -- and you usually get to hang out in a beautiful house or on an immaculate set of some kind.  Every once in a while you end up in an office, a hospital, or a store, but you're still generally handled with the best of care.  I say generally because modeling isn't always as glamorous as one might think (of course).  Acting like a mom to child who doesn't want to be there, not messing with all of the products sealing your hair and face into place, being really happy about the earpiece or tablet or medical machinery you're "using" while being told to stand over there, sit down, smile, get the kid to smile and interact with you, move to the left... "Can you look at the product?", "Just act natural, like you're hanging out (in a million dollar living room with a bunch of strangers starring at you in clothes you'd never wear)", "Smile a little more", "Too much smiling, try being more serious", "Can you move your hair?", "Can someone move her hair?".... 

The last three modeling shoots I've done have included, almost getting lice from one of my "kids", awkwardly starring at boobs smooshed into a mammogram machine, and getting hit really hard in the nose by another one of my "kids" who misunderstood how to appropriately tell the interrupting starfish joke.  

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