Where do I begin? Okay, since this is my blog. Let’s start with me, I shall set myself as an example. I am not a walking barbie doll; my facial structure does not coexist with Anne Curtis, my skin color is not as fairer and as flawless like Georgina Wilson’s skin, I have a slightly big nose, my pores are so visible and I get pimples that won’t come off no matter what I do, my boobs are not as big as Christina Hendricks rack and my body? never mind. I pigged out a lot so expect flabs, huge ones. I am your average Jane. Some men will like me, some will not, some will stay and some will go. I am not the prettiest girl in the world, men will not build castles in the air about me, girls will not be intimidated when they see me, these girls will not even dare to notice me because I just look like…me. They wouldn’t talk about me and such (the drama and bitch talk girls do when they hang out with their friends, it’s very rampant here) like any other girl like me, I have issues with the world and I have insecurities that can reach the Atlantic. Once in my life, I tried loathing what I see in the mirror and sometimes I still do it now. What I see in the mirror is not what the world wants to see, the face, the whole being of the person that appears in that mirror is not accepted by society and I just do not understand why? Why the fuck, is there something wrong with my face? So what, if I don’t have a fairer skin and a slimmer body with the huge ass and tits. Someday I can afford Belo and her services except altering my face, ass and boobs. I’m fine with them looking average. What really irks me to the tip of my fingertip is the maddening obsession society is clamoring about. 

I understand models should have this required body structure and weight and from what I believe in; modeling is an art. Anyone can model as long as you know the art of modelling and you do it with passion. Modeling is not for the sake of looking good and hot, being the prettiest, sexiest and hottest women and men in the motherfucking world because if that is your perception of being a model then I should slap you with a chainsaw in the face, seriously, you model for nobody and you suck. I am not the master in modeling but I have been reading and scanning Vogue and Vogue Italia pages since I was 5 and you sire, you are not a model. You are full of yourself and you think you’re some ass big time douche. You can easily judge people now because of your looks? Think again and think hard. You don’t know what sort of black fury is coming your way. You cannot just give someone a nasty look. Gee whiz! What do you model for ei? Ha? That’s so pathetic. Nobody even buys there anymore. *Rolls eyes*

Remember to think that you are always better than them. Society doesn’t have the balls to outnumber us. We are better because we are smarter than society, we can speak well and we have class. Society can’t even spell words correctly, sadly the adverse epidemic of the Jejemons have corrupted them thus making them unsophisticated as fuck. It’s just like there’s no Q in AKO and in J in hehehe. But society wouldn’t know that. Society cannot afford to look good and dress well because they are too busy fixing their looks and makeup to such degree they have Jologs taste in fashion. Be strong, patience is a name I like, the underdogs will run the world.