» Sandra’s wedding dress
Sandra Omo reminds us that all is not glam during the first days of modelling
I remember the day I did my very first modelling job. It was far back in 2002, and I had just been chosen to be the face of a major wedding gown designer house in Lagos.
“Where was the make-up artist? Was there one on the way, I mean who was going to do me up?”
I did not go through any casting or audition, and I would not say I was scouted either as I was introduced by a relative of mine to the owner of the wedding gown boutique. So was it by connection then? I guess so. Nonetheless, it was a well paying job, and to begin my career like that, although I didn’t take it serious until five years later, really boosted my confidence.



Being a model sometimes means doing things for free. Whether it be a photo shoot, runway, commercial or whatever, my definition of free here is: ‘one good turn deserves another’ or you get something in kind in return.
I, like every other model, have become a victim of the word ‘diet’. It has become a word we dare not use outside our clique, otherwise the stare we get is the type that can cause the ground to open and swallow us.


