Thursday, September 6, 2012


"Ahhhh." I breathed as I slipped into a hot bubble bath after a long day of castings. I looked at my feet. They looked ridiculous. I try to relax. "BEEPBEEEPP!!! HOOOONK!"
Well, there goes that idea.

I signed up for this. I want this. I know this is where I'm supposed to be. But I doubt I have ever been more tired than the week before fashion week. If I hear one more. 'Oh, NO! I'm out of comp cards!!!' again, I will go a little crazy inside. If I hear another 'OH MY GOSH! I can't believe it! I have ANOTHER CASTING?!' I think I will accidentally roll my eyes. Out loud.

Here is a list of things you will hear from models if you are part of casting for fashion week:

'Is there a sign-in sheet?'
'I need Starbucks.'
'Who was the last one?'
'Was I before you?'
'...I'm pretty sure I was.'
'I have a lot of castings, can I go before you?'
'Do I look okay?'
'This line is taking FOREVER.'
'My iPhone's going to die.'
'I'm so hungry.'
'Oh, I don't eat meat.'
'I had a veggie wrap for lunch!!!'
'How many calories does that have?'

I could go on for quite some time.
I can laugh because I remember Paul saying to "Count it all as loss," regarding the things of this world compared to the treasure of knowing Jesus. I'm living the dream. I love what I do. But it is literally nothing compared to the greatness of knowing Jesus. It can be easy to get so wrapped up in this fashion industry. Especially when you're swept up in the middle of it, but I would be so off center if I didn't have my Cornerstone.

Christ alone.
Weak made strong
In the Savior's love
Through the storms
He is Lord
Lord of all.
-Hillsong, Cornerstone.

That's what I'm holding onto when the pressure becomes too much. He's who I turn to when there is no rest for renewal. I honestly don't know how I'd get through fashion week without Him. Or life.

I am so thankful I'm here. I love New York. I love Manhattan. I love Midtown. I love my apartment. I love my mission field. I'm here for a reason. I'm here for Him. He is my Cornerstone.