Taking a gander at the Instagram records of models can make a flume of befuddled contemplations. Trips around the world, opulent attire, flawless bodies, and photoshoots. However, there may, at times, appear to be very few actual jobs. Or a woman’s career can somehow progress from nothing to parties and success.
Everything seems strange and a little out of the ordinary. Girls are being flown to parties and vacations all over the world. They seem to have a very good life, as if they are among the chosen few. Snatched away from nothingness and thrust into fascinating, luxuriant lives that seem to go on forever. These models become a certain kind of celebrity because people follow them on Instagram.
However, what I’m about to tell you is that a lot of what you see on these girls’ Instagram accounts may have very little to do with their careers or luck. You might be surprised to learn how much of their “success” is unrelated to work.
Success in one’s career typically comes later, springboard from a time in one’s life when other things were taking place behind the scenes that led to their current position. The first thing that made them famous on the Internet was their number of followers, which later led to their commercial success. Reality can terribly stun.
I suppose that telling you a little bit of my own story is the best way to confirm these somewhat wild conclusions of mine.
A somewhat close model friend invited me on one of these Vegas trips she had just started going on when I first moved to Los Angeles several years ago. A free trip to Vegas, a hotel room in a posh strip casino, model dinners, drinks, and VIP access to clubs are all included. A club promoter she had met had prearranged virtually everything. She informed me that some of the girls would occasionally accompany clients to the poker tables at the end of the night, where they would occasionally receive handouts or have bets placed on their behalf, and that I might even make some money.
Wow. I must have wanted to go! She assured me that the trips were legitimate, safe, and enjoyable from all of her photographs. She approved me after sending pictures of me to the club promoter planning the trip. We set sail!
Everything she promised about the trip came true. We had a wonderful time, with only a few minor disappointments. We were also expected to maintain the party, although everything was prearranged and opulent. The night can only be pain-free if you wear huge heels. One of the club promoters would sternly tell us to get up a couple of times when we tried to take a break and sit down. That was normal, according to my friend, and I should just try to keep it up. Additionally, we were instructed to always hold a beverage in our hands.
I was eager to be there, but we let it slide and had a great time. The meals were delectable, the hotel was comfortable, and the novelty of being in VIP was genuine excitement.
I went on several trips to Las Vegas, a club night in Los Angeles, and even a random party on the island of Alcatraz. Everything was provided, and they were all set up roughly the same way. Even though the novelty gradually wore off with each trip I took,
As I became more aware of everything going on, I started noticing things I hadn’t noticed before. After a few trips, it became clear that our value as an “atmosphere” was low. Most of the time, we could be replaced quickly, and we were often treated poorly.
Although the promoters themselves were generally considerate, the club owners and patrons were, at best, prostitutes who frequently treated us with disrespect, yelled at us and shuffled us around like props. You were expected to keep up with the party schedule and appear happy, regardless of how you felt. If you have self-respect, being treated that way quickly gets old.
In addition, it became abundantly clear that to be brutally honest, many of the girls being flown around were high-paying prostitutes. Or aides. Or whichever name you want to give them. They flew private jets worldwide to meet clients in the cities where they were holding parties. Although many of the women were here for different reasons, not all of them were, and I also made many dear friends on these trips.
I guess it just makes me want to talk about my own experiences in this realm, which I’ve never done. It could be referred to as a warning or a heads-up. It’s just what I know and what happened to me, and I’m sure there are other stories out there; we just aren’t encouraged to talk about them. Remember that our models can be replaced? I’m right at a spot in my life where I’m actually totally good with at no point ever being requested on one of these excursions in the future, if that be the situation. Club nights or trips like these can be a lot of fun. However, they can also be scary. Particularly when you are still ignorant of the world.
If you are a model, all I can tell you about these opportunities is to be aware of them and keep in mind who you are and how much you are truly worth. Be aware that breaking up with friends who do not make you feel good and are not friends is acceptable. It’s okay to turn down any lifestyle that doesn’t make you feel good inside; doing so does not mean you are turning down your dreams. External appearances are not the only thing. A wonderful thing is also living a simple life. It simply receives less advertising.
Regards, Ellen
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