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Fleur de Lys Penthouse

June 2009

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The supermodel with a wise word

Since the last elimination, the mood in the house was lethargic to say the least; Krystal had been a popular, cheerful housemate and her presence was sorely missed. At around noon, the sound of stiletto heels could be heard on the penthouse steps as the elevator doors opened...


"Hi ladies!" Mae chuckled as the girls sat up, suprised that their host and mentor had popped in for a visit. "How're are you all? Let's all meet on the sofas!"

Mae made herself and the girls a pot of tea as she sat down, sipping from a teacup in a rather British manner (much to Emmeline's delight).

"So girls what's going down? I've visited today because, well I know how you guys felt when we eliminated Krystal, she's a lovely girl but like I said, this is a competition and each week somebody must go home. But that's besides the point, I'm here to answer any questions about the modelling world, advice, tips, anything! And also, I feel like I need to get to know you guys a bit better, after all, the new face of Fleur de Lys needs personality in addition to beauty! So come on hit me, whose first?"


Shyly, Vivienne held a teacup near her lips for lack of anything better to do with her hands. Seeing that everyone else was still thinking of what to ask, she spoke up first.

"What, in your opinion, is the most difficult part of taking a good picture? Do you have any...suggestions about how to overcome that?"
"Good question Vivienne. Models have to remember that it's not always about being conventionally beautiful, and furthermore you can't simply rely on your beauty. A good picture can only be obtained if you're willing to take risks and show versatility; you'll be applauded a lot more if you have a fabulous photo were you have taken a risk, as opposed to a good photo were you played it relatively safe."
"That doesn't make any sense. Of course you'll be more praised for a fabulous photo than a good one. What if you take a good photo with a risk as opposed to a fabulous one where you were safe? What's the situation then?"
"Sorry," Mae chuckled, "That wasn't very articulate. What I was basically trying to say is, don't be afraid to take risks. It's always lovely to see girls who try to think outside the box in terms of posing and emotion."
"Not relying on beauty sounds pretty difficult...but I suppose that's what we're here to learn. If you don't mind me asking, then, what for you has been the most rewarding thing about being a model? What kinds of experiences should we be looking forward to?"
(Awh, Mae is so cute. ♥)

Fleur blushes a little as she looked up at Mae, cup of tea shaking in hand. She had never really spoken to the judge for more than a few moments at each panel, so to be this close and intimate was... amazing. Mae was flawless in person, even moreso than on film! Fleur could barely hold in her excitement as she leant forward and whispered her question.

"O-oh, Mae. Um... Have you ever encountered a photoshoot that goes against your beliefs? Like... a nude shoot? What's the best course of action to take when confronting a situation like that?"
Mae gave a bashful grin. "I grew up in a rather modest family, and both of my parents are painfully bashful. My first nude shoot was for designer Celia Hudson, I wore nothing but a diamond necklace and to tell you the truth, I was sooo nervous. But after I saw the final print, there was nothing really exposed and it felt rather liberating; the female form when in the right type of photoshoot is actually really beautiful, and there isn't anything seedy about it all. On the flipside though, I've rejected quite a few offers from 'lads-mag' type photoshoot, I just think they're really not my thing. In that sense I think high fashion nudity is completely different to glamour modelling."
Fleur nodded her head, offering a petite smile. "I understand completely -my views are rather similar to yours, I think. I could never see myself doing something for a lads-mag, but...high-fashion? I think I'd give it a go. Thank you, Mae."
"The big difference I think is the chief objective of such campaigns; high fashion is about beauty, and admiring haute couture as a crucial element of fashion. However, glamour seems to be based around men looking at these images because the women look attractive, it's all a little primitive in my opinion."
While sitting with the girls, Emmeleine takes a moment to watch the others. "Cunning, Emm" she thinks to herself, "I must remain aware, and cunning, at all times. Be yourself. Do as the nightingale might do as it sweetens its voice for the amusement of the midnight forest creatures. They must accept you as one of their own. Listen, and learn."

Emmeleine sips her tea, and waits. Listens, and waits. Sip. Sip. Si...oh bother... the tea is gone. Emmeleine glances at Mae. Mae, just finishing answering a question asked by Fleur, looks at Emmeleine and smiles with her beautiful green eyes. Emmeleine purses her lips, and clutches her skirt.

Then, with clenched teeth in efforts to garner some semblance of a smile, she asks,

"How do you feel about modeling in a fashion that is against your being, or morals? For example, and I am merely using a completely hypothetical example here...say you despised happiness but were asked to take part in a...sickeningly happy photoshoot?" Emmeleine clears her throat and continues, "How would you fake happiness that you so deep down inside lack henceforth, and fool those around you into thinking you are something you are vehemently not?"
Mae took a moment to contemplate, and twisted her mouth in thought.
"Being an a model is being a chameleon; if you're asked to act happy as a children's presenter and you're the complete opposite in real life, you do it. The photographer, the client, the crew, they are all relying on you to convey a certain meaning, and if you don't perform then you're simply not doing your job. For example, I had a shoot recently were I had to act like a complete bitch, grabbing men by the hair, frowning and look generaly moody; I'm not like that at all, but you have to act the way they ask."
((Oh boy...Why does Emmeline remind me of Wednesday Addams gone evil? XD))
June raises her hand in excitement to be called next for a question, eventhough raising ones hand wasnt necessary.
Mae, letting out a faint chuckle acknowleges June.

"Ok, so, has there ever been any time in your career where you wish you had done something different, or you regreted doing something? How do not beat yourself up when you know you should have done something a certain way but ended up not at the end???" June, sitting on a bar stool with her feet on the highest foot rest, ends her question with her chin in her palm, elbow resting on her knee.
"Oh, so many times you wouldn't believe, especially when I was just starting my career, June. One specific time is on my third or fourth casting and I'd got into the habit of wearing all my best clothes and being all 'HIIIIIII!' and the designers would look at me like, 'Why the hell is she vomiting rainbows everywhere?' It's all about knowing you're on a learning curve, for a lot of you, modelling is a completely new thing and everybody has to start somewhere. I'd say you just have to take it on the chin."
June slowly eases up as Mae starts to answer her question.

"You know, I hate to sound so snooty, but I think I get a little bit of comfort knowing you and the other judges aren't perfect. I mean, you ladies got to where you are by doing something right. And in this competition, I think i've begun to realize that I'm turning into a perfectionist, and its driving me crazy! I've noticed myself stressing about the simplest things, like, OMG, are these the right shoes, or UGH, i should have worn this bracelet instead! But the fact that you said that we have to know and realize we are on a learning curve, helped alot! That is so true. There is always room for mistakes, as long as you learn from them. Right???" June asks Mae diligently.

"You're right, June. Even if you do have say a less than perfect pair of shoes, your pose, outfit and expression should rock it anyway. We all start somewhere, and even now I look at shoots of myself and think 'I could've done it that way,' or 'I should maybe have lifted that left leg higher,' but a fabulous photo is made by a fabulous model, not a divine pair of shoes."