The summer of 2004 provided an interesting turn in my life. I went from sitting my GCSE’s, to working on a market stall to modeling for Christian Dior. It wasn’t exactly a turn I saw my life taking and had I not shown a business card I got handed by a scout when I was working at the market to my dad I probably wouldn’t have ended up doing it. All in all I’d have been an idiot not to have taken the opportunity, as much as it was never really my thing the experience provided some amazing memories. Aside from the New York anorexic bullshit types who only seemed capable of having conversations about work or their diet I did meet some decent people who like me felt like they weren’t really supposed to be there. My flatmate Angelina Google imaged ‘Dior summer 2005’ and this picture was one of the first ones that came up, I think my expression sums it up pretty much, terrified.