Les Femmes of PENDV NYC
Pendu Model: Megan Alfaro // Photographer: Heather Strange // Image Design: Todd Brooks
PENDU PENDU PENDU
I’m in NEW YORK. This is what.. day 7? I feel like I live here now. I imagine being back in Gainesville will not be satisfying. On top of already not being satisfying.
NYC is like a band aid for a wound. That i really needed. And now it’s so worn that its sticking to my skin and arm hair. Sensitive. I’m going to have to pull it off and deal.
ANYWHO.
My point is that in my week here I’ve already titty blasted NYC via PENDU
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I just woke up. It’s almost seven. This time tomorrow i’ll be on a plane to see two of my dearest sweets in the cold streets of New York. Where we fully intend on keeping all aspects of the sour sweet and salty.
I haven’t packed. My room is taken over by vintage.
Coinciding with this adventure i start tomorrow; i feel a total shift. I want to call this shift THE SEPARATOR because it feels as though it’s literally separating me from my self. My former self. The out dated version.. well only became clearly outdated as of yesterday. Remember: caprice. I’ve been stressing myself out. It’s possible i just havent known what to do with the anxiousness and significance of this trip. The new year. Me graduating. My friends moving.. my dearest friends moving. My moving plan. Dealing with trials and TERROR in love and attraction (OH SHIT will i have to write about this month). Mapping my future. Quitting my job. (Speaking of i should have been writing “The Liquor Store Diaries”.) Co managing my BermudaDream operation. Being single for the first time in my life it feels like… Getting myself ready to look for a real design job. Taking on creatively intense jobs in the meantime (i love the things i do for fun.. so i suppose that aspect of my life is perfect). The other night someone, granted they were drunk, was talking to me about my modeling. And what i plan on doing with it.
Put simple i had no intention on doing SHIT with it. Honestly. Nothing i ever took seriously. When i was younger there was an actual instance where my mother was demanding i go try out at some modeling thing and i stayed up all night crying and arguing with her that i didn’t want to. I had severe social anxiety… even at 9. And the comic factor of what i’m now known for in this little big town of Gainesville.. strange. Anyway, this guy was talking all this jazz about my modeling and celebrity factor. WAHMP WAHMP. Not interested. Though, interesting to get a perspective such as that. It puts things in its right place. MY POINT IS. I looked at said individual and told them I’M A DESIGNER. And in that moment my want to succeed and open eyes hit 100%. I don’t want to be known as a town model. Sorry, but thats not my thing. I suppose people assume it is for shallow thought. I may be good at it. Or something. But i’m not interested in going that route completely. Thats not my goal in life.
I’m going to build an empire.
and this trip will throw me in that direction. 100%. and i guess that’s what i’m really scared of. is knowing what i need to do. that’s why i’m up right now. thats why i’ve felt so strange the past week.. i know how demanding it’s going to be. and i know i’ll have to perform without the safety of a net. and everything will be thrown out the window.
thats how strong this shift is.
I’ll just let it all go. And do. Just do.
As a designer going to NY is like entering the house of design. My mind will be overwhelmed with inspiration. Thank. Fuck.
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And that’s a wrap.
