Stylish with Substance

I just read about Picture Me, a new documentary exposing the secret darknesses of the modeling and photography world. A lowlight of the film's revelations,

"'We had to go in one by one. The photographer said he wanted to see me without my shirt on. Then he told me that it was still hard to imagine me for the story so could I take my trousers off. I was standing there in a pair of Mickey Mouse knickers and a sports bra. I didn't even have breasts yet. 'We might need to see you without your bra,' he told me. It was like he was a shark circling me, walking around and around, looking me up and down without saying anything. I did what he told me to. I was just eager to be liked and get the job. I didn't know any better.'"

I knew I had to help spread the news of reported abuse, but I'm saddened by the lack of what was said in The Gaurdian article (you must read) - the fact that I must say it because of this lack, and it's something so obvious to me, to mothers, to you - most likely. And most heinous.

Possibly never have I uttered or written these words in earnest:

Think of the children!

Even in this article about the exposé, and in words by the filmmaker and model, herself - there is a harsh sickening detail left out. It's not the worst part that it is omitted in these sources trying to help a *new* or to-be cause, but it is perhaps the sickest part of these facts: these are not women, not just girls, not just teenagers. They are children. Looked at sexually, molested, by pedophiles - who could argue? But those words are not mentioned. Not just nothing about pedophilia - which no one can deny any criminality when a 14 year old child does not even have breasts yet, there is no blurry woman-like view there - model body or no. Not even that this is not mentioned, but neither is the word, "child". Not once. Not. a. once. If you have the Google Toolbar, with the article open in your browser/tab and type "child" into the search bar, but then click on it in the "find" feature - you do hear that *not found* alert.

This may sound odd, but it was chilling for me, in that moment, to hear that bumpy Windows noise.

I may only be a dreamer now but if I am ever a big designer, I wouldn't ever let an ad (or any) photoshoot go on without my presence, now that I know of this. I feel like many would jadedly think one would flake on any idealic promise when facing business reality, but I know you readers are normal and good like I am. And wouldn't you do the same? Care the same? I know it. Like the star who is still down-to-earth, we have to believe we remain human even if absorbed into the successes and pull-pressures of an industry so firm in its tradition, even the bad (especially?). Trends change, but capitolism remains, sleeze is our animal. Many, though never enough on the inside, vow to change dress size norms or less-average-size chic-levels or prevalence, but when faced with true crimes, against children or not, we've gotta believe we would do our part to fight.

For most of us, all we can do is vow not to let our daughters, or any child of anyone we know, start or even dream of modeling - or at least teach and try to prevent with those familes we cannot control. Not only is this the best fight most of us have, but we should all do at least this.

Photo: Teenaged model from YenMag.net