Golf Casting:

Today we went to a casting for golf wear. It was about an hour and a half drive. I seriously should start bringing a blanket and pillow in the car. Not that I'd get any sleep anyways with music blasting and Brian (One of our bookers) singing 'catch my breath' by Kelly Clarkson really annoyingly. 

So we finally got there and it was un-like any casting I'd been to before. It was a lot more serious. It was in a business room with a long rectangle table and chairs set up all around it. 

Each model took a seat along the table and put their book out in front of them while ladies from the company walked down the table and looked at us one by one, silently. You could tell there was one lady that was the boss, because she stood in the middle and all the other women acted like her minions. 

Eventually they got to me and the boss lady whispered something in korean to the other women. Then they all started talking in korean loudly while gesturing towards me and one of the ladies gasped. They all looked really surprised and shocked. 

I have no idea what they were saying. 

I've decided I need to learn korean. Now. 

On the Daily

I thought I'd explain what I do everyday because that seems like something people would blog about.
So every night at like 10:00pm all the models get a text from the agency with the next days schedule. Pickup is usually between 8:00ish and 12:00ish.

Since I'm not used to the time difference (We are 14 hours ahead here), I wake up at like 7:00am.
We all get ready and dress stylishly to go to castings. Then we walk around the city and get coffee.
When it's time, we meet one of our bookers at the van. We use the same van everyday to drive to castings.

Have you ever gone to a nail salon, and these asian ladies are doing your nails and they're speaking a different language and you know they're talking about you but you don't know what they're saying? Castings are like that times 19485753892484752.
We just stand there with our portfolios while they stare at us and talk in korean while they gesture towards us and make weird facial expressions.

Castings are usually in studios so after they stare at us, we individually go up to the lighting set to get our pictures taken. Some castings want you in swimsuits or bra & underwear.
You stand on the "x", and go.
Just pose. And hold it until you hear the camera shutter.
CHINK CHINK CHINK CHINK CHINK
The photographer goes really fast so you have about one second to come up with a new pose.
Luckily we have poses memorized. There is a pattern of feet work and arm work that you can mix and match.

After castings we go shopping and get more coffee, or go back to the apartment where we are free to do whatever. The other girls go clubbing a lot but I can't because I'm a bby. Or at least thats what they tell me.
Sometimes we chill with our bookers in the office or take some snapshots, practice posing.... etc.

For dinner I go out with the gals to where ever we feel like going.
THEN WE GO TO SLEEP AND DO IT ALL THE NEXT DAY

This is Maddy! My australian friend whom I share my room with. She's out right now so I just used a picture from her portfolio. She's too bomb. All my roommates are really sweet. We go out to eat every day and they show me the shops. We're also constantly making coffee runs (like four a day) and we go to every casting together.
There is Laura who is from australia
And Claire who is from France.
Claire is great but her accent is so heavy, I can barley understand her. I'm constantly making her repeat stuff she just said and I'm seriously considering telling her that I'm deaf in one ear.
There are more models coming this month. A LOT more. Like 6. And we live in only a 3 bedroom apartment. So thats going to suck. But also exciting because there is a girl coming from Russia who is my age.

This is Korean money, its got some cute bearded old guys on it. #Winning
The Korean currency is called WON.
And its never plural. So you say like, I have 1,000 won.
1,000 won is basically one dollar in america.
5,000 is five dollars
10,000 is ten dollars... etc.
The agency gives each model 85,000 won as "Pocket money" every week.
So 85 dollars for food and shopping and whatever we need.
This sounds bad but spending money is so easy with won because I feel like I'm using monopoly money or something.
It also freaks me out because I forget that the currency is different. So a sandwich will be like 5,000 won and I'll be like HELL NO THAT SHIT OVER PRICED. But then I realize its just 5 dollars.

Here are more of the pictures. I tried to make it a heart but it just looks like a blob oops

Top left: Korean milk I bought idk
Top right: Mini washing machine that is in the kitchen for some reason
Bottom leftt: OODLE NOODLE. The best Asian food in the world.
Bottom right: Korea has a different outlet shape than the US. I needed to buy a weird adaptor thing to plug anything in. Fun fact.

This is my portfolio book. I bring it to every casting, to show the client.
It's full of the agency's favorite pictures of me.
To the right are my comp cards. Its just a piece of paper with pictures on it, along with my measurements. Theres a ton of them, and if the client is interested in me, they take a comp card to keep so they can remember me. Or decide if they want to use me.

Heres a close up of the pictures, in case you're in some. Or something.

I hung up pictures under my bunk-bed that I had printed out back home.
The total ended up being 69 photos...
Not on purpose.

Upper left: The closet I share with my roommate
Upper Right: The bedroom we share
Bottom left: Kitchen
Bottom right: Little room the leads to the bathoom in my bedroom

PLANE RIDE
15 hours.
I actually don't mind long car rides or plane rides, so it wasn't that bad.
But first I got on a plane to Chicago, and while I was finding the right gate for my flight to Korea, I noticed there was a lady walking the same way as me. So I asked her if she was going to Korea and she was.
We talked for awhile and she was super sweet. I love nice strangers. That aren't creepy.
But yeah we got to know each other and it was good to feel like I knew someone.

The guy I sat next to on the plane was an odd one. He mumbled everything he said and said he was going to visit his fiance who he met online and has seen 4 times before...
He also told me that I should be drinking diet soda if I'm a model. Okay.

I just slept and listened to music and watched movies. And they fed us meals which was exciting.
Then when I got off the plane, the lady from before was waiting for me.
She gave me a letter that she had wrote me during the plane ride. The end of the letter said "I'm so excited for you and your big adventure! You're sure to learn a lot. Know that I'm thinking of you, rooting for you, and praying for you. If you ever need to talk to someone I'm here!"
It was soo adorable. <3

wow how do you end these things.?
That was my plane ride goodbye peace