The Curved Opinion

18 September 2013

Model Behaviour

I have been waiting to do this post until I managed to collate a few photographs together of me on the catwalk for Plus North. I only have a few here which I have managed to grab from other people, but I love them all. If I get more at a later stage I will add them on.

Courtesy of Becca Simmons

Image Courtesy of Yours Clothing

It was one of the most amazing experiences of my life walking down the catwalk for Yours Clothing, Curvissa and Evans and is certainly something I will never forgot.

There is one thing that I have been waiting for to happen since Plus North ended which hasn’t happened yet. I hope it never does. The come down.

Plus North has boosted me so much, in so many ways that I feel like one person walked into Plus North and another walked out.

For one thing; getting changed. I had four outfits to model on the day. There was a side room to get changed in with all the other models, or the disabled toilet if you wanted more privacy. I hadn’t got changed in front of people like that, even my best friends for more years than I can even count.

Inspired by the other girls who were just happily getting changed all around me, I threw off my inhibitions and by the second outfit (changed into a millisecond as I was number 12 and 14 on the catwalk!) I didn’t give it a second thought.

The other thing that I have kept with me since Plus North is that I no longer worry about what strangers think of me. I am me, this is the way that I look and if people don’t like it, they can go to hell. The first thing my best friend asked me when I called up after the day event was “Please tell me that you were yourself?” She knows only too well the front that I normally put up in public.

I am so used to being judged, silently or verbally by strangers about the way that I look that when in public there is always a self preservation wall that I put up. That wall was torn down within the first ten minutes of being at Plus North. All thanks to the AMAZING people there.

The sparkle that I felt when modelling has stayed with me. I even smiled at the cute guy walking down the street this morning. Unheard of for the girl who always looks down at the floor.

I cannot wait for next year.

17 September 2013

Fell in Love with a Girl

Anyone who knows me, knows that I am completely besotted with the Mary Jane style of shoes. They hold a tiny, permanent place in my heart and I have lots of different varieties.

I wanted to show you a new pair that I originally bought for Plus North for my stint of modelling (still feeling do a little "Eeeeek!") when I say that. Unfortunately due to a prevailing swollen ankle, I couldn't even fasten them up and they had to stay in my suitcase.

Today though, my swollen ankle is gone (hopefully for good!) so I am working the edgy librarian look today complete with below the knee butterfly print dress, purple tights and my new Mary Janes which I bought from Clarks.

I love the mixture of patent leather and suede and they are the perfect height for work.

Here are my new lovelies!

15 September 2013

I Feel Good Challenge

Today is the first day of a challenge that I thought up a while ago now. I put out a call on Twitter and happily I had a great response back. Here is the premis of the challenge:

You know sometimes when you spend ages getting ready for a night out, an event or even just a blog post, and the reflection in mirror isn't what you hoped? This challenge is for those times when you look in the mirror, no pre planning involved, and think "I look good today".

We all have our good days and our bad, but this challenge is to record those good days and to remember that confidence, at any size, is beautiful.

For today's photograph I have used something that I took recently.

I was going out later and was going to start getting ready. My hair had dried naturally so was in it's bird nest stage, the dark circles were still visible under the eyes and the red freckle on the front of my noise was staring back at me.

Ah the standards that we constantly think we have to maintain....

But that day, I looked in the mirror and thought "You know what, I look good". The unstraightened hair, the dark circles, the freckle that no one notices but me, it didn't matter. I just thought "You look good ladt". So I snapped the photograph and here it is.