What I Learned During My Day As a Model

Sometimes strangers stop me on the street and ask if I'm a model. Put the rotten fruit down while I try to win you back. I'm tall. And being 5'10 at age 15 turns some heads. But as an adult, the frustrating thing about being asked this question many times over comes from my brief stint with a North Carolina modeling agency in high school. These agencies have a simple formula: Scoop up every junior Amazon possible and hope at least one blossoms into her... let's say "full potential," while under ...