Sandra Omo finds out that a badly organised fashion show is best avoided
I never imagined that a day would come where I would loath doing a fashion show. In fact, what I felt three days ago, even now, was beyond loathing; I virtually have no word to describe it. At one point, it was disappointment, then came anger, followed by shame – yes shame for being part of such a show, then at last came irritation; I felt irritated the whole night. Prior to now, I have heard models talk about disappointing jobs, and I have had some of those myself but when it comes to fashion shows, I was confident that no matter how bad it might have been, nothing matters once I step on the runway. However, the last show I did proved that this is so not true. I actually came close to walking out on the organisers when it got to my turn to get on the catwalk. For all I cared, I was better off not being a part of this show.
“All I could feel was hatred for the moment and regret for being there – as did the audience”
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