repost from the 17th of the 9th 2013
… ill begin with, last year on many occasions I was stopped while walking over Hachiko crossing by Japanese stylists asking if I model or would be interested in modelling.. The answer being ‘no’. I’ve always been shy in front of a camera so the idea of modelling would be like a nightmare to me.. Then after being asked again many times I thought why not? But the dates were wrong and I was unable. At the end of last years trip I was sat in Harajuku with my friend reo and was confronted by a Japanese stylist asking me to work and with reos help we managed to hook it up. The whole experience was strange and made me feel a little anxious but it was an experience im glad I had. The pictures were for a street fashion magazine and I was wearing new era clothing. I had the pictures taken, got paid, and went on my way.. it was easy enough and something I thought I would do again if given the chance.
This year,, A few days ago I was approached by a dude in Shibuya. i had my photos taken and told that these pictures would be shown to his boss and if the photos got the thumbs up I would have work if I was interested. I later received an email saying I have an audition with Fred Perry. This is a brand I like so thought why not. I wasn’t sure what to expect in an audition, I thought I would be among other dudes picked off the street but couldn’t of been more wrong.
I arrived and was sat with professional models who do this for there living, they had full portfolios of work, were clean cut fresh looking lads with plenty of experience. While sitting with these proper models I was asked the question’ how long have you been a model? Which I replied, ‘I’m not, I’m just a normal dude. We were then called up one by one. I was last up. While the guy before me was on his way out the door at least 20 of the most ridiculously hot female models came walking in only to stand and sit around while I had my audition.. I get called up and then have to strip into my boxers with all these un believable models sat watching.. some how I shrugged it off, took off my shit, tried on the Fred Perry gear while having my picture taken, and then was on my way.. it seemed to have gone well, I got called kakkoi(cool) a lot form the Japanese stylists so maybe they liked what there saw and maybe I, a none model might get the job over proper models, we’ll see.. either way was an interesting night and an absolute pleasure for my eyes to see such beautiful ladies sat in front of me, even if they were watching me undress..
