What I do

I recently moved to Mississauga after modeling all over Europe and South Africa doing over 30 commercials and a couple of short films all the while shooting catalogues and magazines.
After being in the business for more then 10 years. I am quite level headed about the type of work I am looking for. Now that I am 34 years old and married since this past Summer, it shows.... I have an active, healthy women look. I will try to get into an exercise routine and and start contacting agencies to get working again. I know I have to meet all the clients in Toronto first.. I appreciate a good agency who sends you on the appropriate castings, nothing bogus. I am presently represented by Giovanni in Montreal and will meet with them here in Toronto. A few years back I was with Sutherland and then I moved back to Quebec. So I will check them out again as well... mainly to get copies of my book back. Let's see what happens.

From duck to swan

In retrospect, the ups and downs of life have no affect on the good and the bad. Yesterday my husband and I spent a relaxing evening with friends. We talked, watched football, drank cappuccino then tea, ate pizza all in front of a nice fireplace. There was a book on the coffee table about a women's journey through life.

It made me think of my own rugged journey and how many times I have initiated the process of writing about them only to lose all our data via the theft of our 5 computers (laptops and external hard drives included) last week on my way back from the apple store. Faced with this tragic occurrence we immediately used the moment or any recurrent painful memory of this loss as a opportunity to praise God the all knowing who provides and takes away as he sees fit. Not that He is to be blamed but that in every situation we find ourselves in, there is an opportunity to surrender our agenda and personal misfortune over to Him so that God may be glorified and continue to work out his kingdom in our lives. For a while I wondered what purpose was to be found in my previous life as I wandered away from Christianity. It wasn't Christ I feared or fled but the people attached to the religion. I was reminded in church last Sunday about the story of the prodigal son. Which of the two sons was more prepared to embrace his father's grace? It is easier for the self professed sinner to enter into a graceful union and grow in Christ then a self righteous Christian who has obeyed profusely all of God's laws.

Imperfection brings pain, which is a catalyst for change. In saying this I do not condone a life of sin. But sin is inherent in each of our lives and so as a human seeking a relationship with her God I humbly express a sincere desire to let go of any preconceived notions or any element of self contentment I may have and look forward to writing my thoughts of this wondrous journey of self abandonment to the divine. I might very well never turn these theoretical ramblings into a biography of how my vessel became broken. All I know is that God uses broken vessels. Next thing you know its 10 something pm and we are walking to our car in the cold weather heading back to our crowded condo.

Great expectations

I am on my 5th glass of water

We had a wonderful time with the kids this weekend. As soon as my husband came in with them he expounded the virtues of being tidy... allowing me the freedom to encourage the kids to be more conscientious about the mess they create. It made me love him more to see how conscious of my well being he is. The first night we went to visit friends with kids in a similar age group who have a big house. So they got to run around as much as they wanted. Space can be an issue. I have tried to create an environment for them to fill comfortable in... sometimes to the detriment of my own sense of space and needs. But I find it is more important that they create memories I am a part of.

So The fridge was packed with comfort foods, good protein they would like!! and a panoply of fruits. L had to work a couple of art projects so the fruits came in handy. I started cooking right away and soon the place smelled like brownies, strawberry pie and beef Pot Roast. Which got me great raves from C.. Good thing I made a double brownie recipe. In the past when we still had all of our computers... each kid was plugged into the "matrix" which began to drive me nuts. Now at least it is easier to get them to play a game or make jewelery which the youngest loves to do. Our C is in hockey but boy does my husband find it painful to watch. I see it more like a comedy act. He plays a couple of times a week and every weekend... We have the kids every other weekend.. It's just tough to have to stay in town in our small condo because of hockey. He enjoys it though and that is what counts. It is the first time in my life that I am sorta exited about the upcoming super bowl. I never took the time to sit in front of the TV for any sport before. But my husband is so beautiful to watch watching the game that I am looking forward to FEB 3 as well. His two favorite teams are playing so either one to win is great. Of course it would be sad to see the patriots lose which makes it even more thrilling if they do so to the giants. As for the keeping track of the intake and output of my calories... I have been steadily gaining weight ever since I found the love of my life... After Christmas I had added 20+ and was on a roll to add 20+ more within the next 2 years. So I am nipping it in the bud. This way I can start modeling again. I am getting exited about the new market and age group.

Too much for me

I have started to include the kids in the cleaning up process. I try to get them to bring the plates to the counter once we finish eating. It is not easy for me to do so. I would rather just make them comfortable and do it all my self. We'll see how that works out. I might be able to turn it into something fun for them. Otherwise I must admit cleaning up after everyone is a lot of work.

Keeping up with the Jones'

After 8 months of being married I have forfeited all rights to my previous vision of suburbia. I no longer get manicures but instead have begun to invest in face creams. I have changed my hair color and cut a couple of times. As for the cleaning, I have developed a few systems that work for me. It is still quite enjoyable. However, I wish I could get help from the kids though. Picking up after them is getting old. I will try and make it fun for them. We'll see what happens.

Into it

Since my return to Canada I have put modeling on hold and started a one year school program that is when I met C online and started the lovely stage of cocooning almost right away.

Developing systems for cooking and cleaning is fun.

Over the holidays I baked tons of goodies, one huge Tourtiere and in the process added 10 pounds to the 10 already gained since the onset of our relationship.

The main reason for not assertively developing my market here in Canada is all the driving around I would have to do. When I lived in Quebec it took me 1h30 hours to get to Montreal and now we live about 30 minutes give or take from Toronto. It's a lot of driving.

It took me a while to transfer from an adventurous-girl-look into a women-look capable of posing as a career women or in mommy roles. I think I am finally at that point where I am fully women. I will always be the adventurous little girl who asks random teenage boys if I can try their skateboards for a second so I can pop a kickflip then continue walking on with a grin on my face thinking I still got it. ;)

8 years ago while my parents were living in Huntsville, I had looked around for an agency but they had said that I was too young for Toronto was an older market. Which in retrospect does make sense if Montreal is more edgy and Europe, the fashion-mecca experience models seek.


I used to be 35 24 36 now I am 38 27 39. Over the next couple of months I will continue to actively play xbox Dance Dance revolution shedding 20 pounds as a dance away. I tried to work out in the condo gym but this is the only exercise I am excited to do and look forward to doing everyday. It will be interesting to see I can actually work off the 3 inch layer of body fat accumulated in my cocooning stage. I will still make plans to put my book together and go see an agency this week. I look forward to entering spring as a butterfly... buff and light.

This said, I have done a couple of jobs while in Canada first in Toronto then in Montreal. The last job I did the client asked around for me for weeks without knowing where I was or which agency I was with.. Its good to know that if I need to be found I will be.

Curly is the way to go

Out of desperation I returned to the hairdresser for red highlights and some tips on not only simplifying my beauty regime but actually styling my hair in a way that makes me feel beautiful. I must say that it is mission accomplished. Curly is the way to go. I tried to emulate yesterday's salon look using a diffuser and in less then five minutes of blow drying it I had bouncy hair I could feel proud of. On a side note... The highlights make me look more alive. I am on fire!!!!! Now I am ready for some of my Dance dance revolution exercises.

I am equiped

Over the holidays I got the message while receiving a blow dryer and a straightener... I should do something about my hair. So every morning I get up and either straighten or blow dry it. I even got another hair cut and a color to no avail. It seems there is nothing I can do other then chopping it all up or getting extensions. I admit it my hair looks terrible. The last time I had nice hair was in Europe. I miss my hair dresser in Milan.