How I Learned To Love Drag Part 10

"I can see why him he made the offer," I said admiringly.

"Thank you," she said as she patted my arm affectionately. "Modeling was really fun that first time. I seemed to have a flair for it. Then I got some modeling gigs for the runway. After that, it seemed to snowball. I got some more work for store catalogues and for newspaper ads. Before I knew it, I had a pretty good portfolio. I moved to Toronto for a while. I got jobs there."

"How about New York?"

"Yes. I worked in New York a lot. Also I went to LA and overseas to London, Paris and Milan."

"Wow! Impressive!"

"It was pretty exciting for about six years or so."

"So what happened?"

"Although I enjoyed it, it was pretty hectic . . . and pretty volatile."

"What do you mean?"

"It had so many ups and downs. You seem to go through cycles. Sometimes you're hot, sometimes you're cold. And you know it's not going to last forever."

"How did this wardrobe stuff come about?"

"Well, as a model, the clothes are always being altered to fit you. I got to be pretty good at it. I didn't have the stereotypical model's height and build. And I didn't want to get implants. Plus, in my spare time, I took some fashion courses at community colleges in Toronto, just out of interest. When I moved back home to Vancouver, I had a contact in the movie industry here. Initially I worked on a few films, then a few television shows. Before I knew it, it became a regular job. And then along came ECSTASY."