| TAMPA BAY MODELING Born 
        Beautiful A 
        short story series about the adventures of a model By C. A. Passinault Episode 
        1: Independence PAGE 
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        walls were barren, with scuffs in the drywall. A lone picture frame was 
        hanging lopsided from a nail in the wall. Several girls were sitting in 
        chairs lining the room, and they didn't bother to look up when Cameron 
        came through the door. She held onto her worn leather portfolio and scanned 
        the room for an empty chair, or some place to sit. There were none. The 
        air in the room was warm and stale; a collage of a thousand brands of 
        cheap perfume. Cameron made her way into the room and eyed the painting 
        on the wall. She shook her head, crinkled her nose. It lacked composition. 
        A door on the far side of the room opened and a thin, beautiful lady stood 
        halfway through it, reading from a clipboard.
 "Jamie Miller, you're next. He'll see you now."
 A pretty girl in the middle of the room gathered her book and her tiny 
        purse and got up. She looked at Cameron and flashed a friendly smile.
 "Here, take my seat."
 "Thank you!"
 Cameron moved into the warm chair. The other models didn't seem to notice 
        her. Jamie entered the door and the woman shut it behind her. Cameron 
        opened her portfolio and started going through it. She hated the waiting 
        part with these go-see's.
 "That picture rocks!"
 Cameron laughed. "Excuse me?"
 The girl next to her moved closer. "Wow. Where was that taken?"
 "A park in Northdale six months ago."
 "Who took it?"
 "The photographer was from Aurora PhotoArts."
 Cameron thumbed through a few pages. The girl pointed out a swimsuit shot 
        of her in a Jacuzzi.
 "What about that one?"
 "Craig Huey in Orlando."
 "You have some awesome pictures!"
 "Thanks."
 The door opened again, and the woman with the clipboard reappeared. Her 
        eyes were locked on Cameron.
 "Hello there. May I have your name, please?"
 Cameron looked up.
 "Cameron Passi. I'm here for the 5:30."
 "Right. We have you down. It will be a few minutes. Make yourself 
        comfortable."
 The woman smiled at Cameron before vanishing into the realm behind the 
        door again. Cameron glanced around, noticing that this time several girls 
        were staring at her as if she had just appeared out of thin air. One of 
        them was staring her down. She smirked.
 Cameron returned to her portfolio. There was one of those at every go-see.
 The door opened, and the woman let Jamie out. Jamie looked hopeful as 
        she headed toward the exit. She glanced behind her and left.
 Wow. That was fast. The girl was too pretty to have been dismissed so 
        soon.
 "That girl was a Hawaiian Tropics Swimsuit model." The girl 
        next to Cameron
 whispered, "Lot's of bikini pictures in her book."
 "Do you look at everyone's book?" Cameron laughed.
 "Well, you know, it gets boring!"
 "Hi." she extended her hand, "I'm Cameron. My friends call 
        me Cammy."
 "My name is Missy."
 Missy's hand was bony and clammy. Cameron noticed that her badly chipped 
        nails were press-ons. Not a parts model, for sure.
 "What kind of modeling have you done?"
 Missy shrugged. "I'm kind of new. A lot of TFP and some swimsuit 
        work. How about you?"
 "A lot of catalog, some editorial, swimsuit, a few local covers, 
        a couple of runway jobs in Miami Beach, and some fashion print. I do mostly 
        catalog. It pays well."
 "How long have you been doing this?"
 "Since I was eight. I was born into the business. My mother was a 
        catalog model back in the eighties. She was one of the best until she 
        went to college and gave it up."
 "You've been a model for eight years?"
 "Ten. I'm older than I look."
 "What agency are you with?"
 "A few. They get me work, but I got this one on my own."
 Missy was surprised.
 "Can you do that?"
 "Why not? I've found that a model who takes the time to educate themselves 
        and prepare is better than most bookers."
 "I just got signed by the Johnson agency in Safety Harbor. It cost 
        me a lot to get my portfolio pictures, but they are starting to send me 
        on castings."
 "Have you even booked yet?"
 "No."
 "How much did you pay for the pictures?"
 "$1,200.00 . At first, it was $600.00, but the pictures didn't come 
        out. They had me do another one. You have to spend money to get started 
        in the business."
 "I'm sorry." Cameron said, shaking her head, "Take my advice- 
        If you don't start booking, go see an attorney. Agencies 
        are forbidden by Florida state law from making money selling portfolios, 
        or by referring you to a photographer and making money from the referral. 
        An agency is only supposed to make money by finding work for you and by 
        referring you into those jobs. Too many modeling scams make their money 
        by baiting you with supposed-jobs or the promise of representation, and 
        then they scam you by switching and selling you something."
 Missy didn't seem to care.
 "I hope this job is a good one."
 Cameron looked around. How many models had been scammed by photo mill 
        agencies? Most of the models in the room looked like they could book the 
        job. The psycho model across the room was still burning her with her eyes. 
        She wasn't blinking- at all. Creepy.
 Cameron glanced back at her portfolio and pulled out a print out from 
        an insert sleeve. "Catalog print for a retail start-up- 
        who knows. I couldn't find much on the company."
 "It pays well, though."
 "Perhaps a little too well."
 Cameron pulled out a few sheets of paper.
 "What's that?"
 "The art director gets to sign it. It's just to make sure that this 
        go-see is the real deal."
 "Can I see it?"
 "Sure."
 Missy looked at the papers. She seemed confused. "I've never seen 
        anything like this."
 "Keep it. I have more." Cameron chimed.
 "This is an affidavit?" Missy asked, "Why do we have to 
        use affidavits? Where did you get it?"
 "I printed it off of the Independent 
        Modeling web site. They are free, too. When you don't 
        know who you are dealing with exactly and if you don't know if the go 
        see is legit, you have to do what we call clarify and verify."
 "Clarify and verify?"
 "Clarify their intentions and verify their references. The ASA agreement 
        that you have right now is for go-sees. It's just to make sure that this 
        isn't some bait and switch scam where they try to sell you something."
 The door opened again. The woman glanced down at her clipboard. "Melissa 
        Lines."
 "Oh!" Missy jumped up, "That's me! It was nice to meet 
        you, Cammy!"
 "Nice to meet y......."
 Missy was gone. She was already through the door. Cameron noticed the 
        stack of papers that were left on the chair. Missy had taken everything 
        but what Cameron had given her.
 She shrugged. Well, she tried. At least she would make them sign the agreement 
        when it was her turn. She retrieved the papers, stacked them neatly, and 
        put a paperclip on them as she slid them beneath her portfolio case. She 
        thought again about Missy. She missed the chance to check out the portfolio 
        that she was sure that the photo mill agency had ripped her off with. 
        She seemed to have modeling potential. Why wasn't she booking?
 Two more models were admitted. The minutes crawled by. The model seated 
        on the other side of Cameron was reading a cheap novel. Cameron looked 
        down at her portfolio, and sorted through it. The woman came out again, 
        calling another model. Missy emerged, heading to the exit. She was crying. 
        Her makeup was running down her face.
 Cameron perked up. "Missy? Are you ok?"
 Missy made a detour toward Cameron on her way out.
 "They said that my pictures weren't good." She whispered.
 She left without another word.
 The model that was called was the one that had been staring at her. She 
        paused as she passed by on the way to the woman with the clipboard.
 "Passi. You must think that you're hot shit."
 Cameron was surprised by the rude comment. "Excuse me? Who are you?"
 "I've seen you around. I'm sure that I'll see you around some more. 
        Good luck, princess!"
 The girl chuckled and walked the rest of the way to the door.
 "Friend of yours?" The model who had been reading finally spoke.
 "I have no idea who that was!"
 "She doesn't seem to like you."
 "Seems like it. What's up with that?"
 The model returned to her novel.
 Cameron couldn't wait to get this over with.
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 PUBLISHED 05/13/11 UPDATED 05/13/11 © Copyright 
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