"Highlights" of the job...

When a gigantic runway model casting turns walking your hallway into a frightening gauntlet run past roughly thirty, seven(ty) foot tall, bizarrely gorgeous women.

The whole office spent the morning grumpily joking about feeling short, fat and ugly.


Funnily, at one point I beat a model around the corner as she was called to be seen by the fashion team. They looked very slightly surprised, but with a straight face asked me to turn around, pose, and stand up at the wall to take photos. I just posed with my cup of tea, then kept walking... I love our fashion team.

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