Purveyor of Bollocks to the Crowned Heads of Europe
Monday, 23 November 2015
Having what it takes
A good start to the week - I've had the go-ahead to create yet another bit of good-looking marble for my best client. I can now see well into the new year. All I have to do now is actually make all this stuff.
That women with the champagne from yesterday's (and today's - any excuse will do me) post prompted someone to say that - these days - you are not good-looking unless you are thin, but (as Cro and I asserted) this is not the case, so if your arse really does look big in that outfit, then congratulations. Buy it.
I have known quite a few professional models over the years (my mother was one in the late 1930s), and they all have one thing in common - the camera loves them.
I have a stunningly beautiful young woman friend, and she is married to an irritatingly handsome young man. They have recently had a very good-looking child as well.
She was offered training as a model when she was a little younger, but she very wisely - and quickly - realised that she didn't have what it takes to look as good in a photo as she does in the flesh.
On the surface - beauty is not skin-deep - she seems to have all the attributes: long, slender legs terminating in a very compact backside, a fit-looking physique with just the right size of tits, a lovely set of wide eyes which are always clear and bright with no lines under them at all, and a great head of hair set on a perfectly shaped head.
The trouble is that in photos, she looks like a 45 year-old with a snub nose and permanently lascivious expression on her face. I know this because she is in one of our local magazines this month, advertising jewellery for a smart shop in town.
Kate Moss, on the other hand, looked like a 45 year-old woman with a snub nose (even when she was young) in real life, but still looks amazing in photos.
Walking around Havana made me wonder how so many different types of body shape can all look so good - gigantic backsides, tall, short, black, white, thin, fat etc. I eventually understood that they all looked good because they were perfectly relaxed in their own bodies. Nobody runs there.
I look slightly worse in photos than I do in the flesh, which is not saying much.