Last March I participated in a photo shoot for a dress company in my home town. First of all, I was never the little girl who wanted to be a model, instead I dreamed of being a farmer or a veterinarian. I believe that childhood aspiration set me apart from 90% of the female population. When I arrived at the shoot the other three girls were already there. Their hair was in perfect curls and fake lashes were glued to their eyelids. I admit that the girls intimidated me, but I knew that I could not show my discomfort. The girls quickly told me that they had all been in pageants since they could remember, and completed numerous photo shoots before this one. I responded with honesty saying that this was my first time, and I had never entered a pageant for lack of interest. Astounded by this, they asked what I had been doing for the past 18 years of my life. Once again, I answered in an honest fashion: I have been on a tractor. Their repulsive curiosity increased from the words coming out of my mouth. By the end of the day all three of the girls were more than interested in my farm life. They continued to ask thousands of questions, and I politely answered. At the beginning of the day I felt uncomfortable around the girls because I knew that I came from a different background, but as I shared my rare history they became more and more curious. Just becasue one feels awkward around other people does not mean that they should hide who they are. You never know, it might work to your advantage.
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