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Some pictures of the modellounge I told about + pictures of my way to the agency (now you can see what I am seeing almost everyday)

nice view

we got nailpolish so we painted our nails pink hihihi

My way to the agency. Although a big part is missing. My walk from the appartement to astor place (which is VERY LONG) and then one stop with the 6-train uptown. then I walk outof the subway station and that is where the pictures continue:

The little park at union square. I think of it as the dead-people-park because everybody there is lying in the grass as if being dead and sometimes it gets so scary it looks like a battlefield of a war or something. I guess that is the local place to sleep if you haven't slept enough in your bed.

Union Square. Some days in the week there's a market, which is very cute. sometimes art and touristic stuff and sometimes a food market with all healthy things.

A very, very important stop in the morning; starbucks. (don't know why it's on its side)

Fifth Ave. it's going right through new york, it's exactly in the middle. that is why the streets on the west side of the ave are called 'West 14th street' and on the other side 'east 14th street', which looks quite funny when you're standing between the signs.

The elevator in which i've been standing for so many times already. always to the third floor.

There we are, at the agency. It's a really nice agency. It's very big and spacey with couches and all. sometimes I just go and hang around, sitting at the computer, calling my parents.

The table in the middle is where all the bookers are sitting. on the right side sits mine.

'Wow that tiny fat dude looks like Kanye West'

Me and my friends and some others girls went out on a diner at a sushi place.
We had to wait for our table so we sat down at the lounge.
A guy walked by all on is own and I looked at him and I said to the other girls
'wow look at that guy he looks like kanye west' but they were all like no way.
And I also really couldn't believe it because he was very small, and he looked fat.
And that is not how I picture Kanye West.
Anyway, finally our table was ready so we sat there.
The table next to us was like the head table in the whole restaurant and was full of people.
At the head of the table the same guy was seated as we saw in the lounge.
and that was when it started to occur to me and everybody else.
The guy sitting there actually wás kanye west.
He was having a diner with all this fancy friends and a black topmodel (uhh jessica white was her name)
and it was SO weird and SO hard not to look at him all the time.
famous people are so interesting to look at, I don't really know why.
But yay it was the first celebrity in New York I spotted! (finally after three weeks).
He went to the same club as we all did so we saw him there again.
It feels kind of weird to be going out at the same place as kanye west hahaha.
There was this other famous dude but I didn't knew him
But all the other girls around me nearly fainted so I felt like a noob.
He was an actor from 'gossip girl' . he's playing a guy named chuck and I have no idea what his real name is.
His table was next to ours so everybody was looking at him like the whoooole time
I also did, eventhough he just looked like a normal guy to me. only surrounded by like 20 pretty girls
who are desperately trying to get his attention. oh, what a life.
well, that was my exciting celebtrity story, woohoo.
If i would be staying one day longer I could tell about lady gaga cause she's giving a free concert at central park and it SUCKS that I'm missing that because I would love to see her performing.
oh well.

stories

It has been way too long since I wrote something.
I didn't feel like it this week. My mood was kind of bad all week
but now it's finally getting better.
Just one week left and I'll be coming home again.
Can't wait, actually. New York is fun, but I wouldn't want to stay here longer.

There are so many things I have done and which I can talk about,
I don't really know where to start.
I’ll start with something from a week ago.
I guess I haven’t told about the model lounge.
The model lounge is some lounge where you can hang out when you’re a model (kind of logical)
You can get there free food and drinks and all, and everyday they give away things like dresses and shoes and bikinis. Yes, that’s nice.
Anyway, the lounge is opened from Monday till Thursday. On Friday the lounge is located at another spot. It’s the roof of some fancy hotel at 9th ave. It’s the penthouse with a pool and a roofgarden and goshhhh it is nice.
Ilse and I went there and relaxed allover and ate some sushi. You could get free massages also but we didn’t do that (why didn’t we do that?).
Yesterday there was this amazing brunch but stupid ass jessica didn’t go because she had to start at three and brunch was at twelve (waaay too early).


HAHA there’s another thing I really need to tell about.
The modellounge also gives free tickets to concerts. So Nicole and I went to one, eventhough we had no idea who the artist was. We only knew one song, the one that goes like ‘what do you want from me’.
Anyway we got there with 4 other models. The first dissapointement was the concert hall. I thought it would be HUGE and that was also why we went, to see the enormous hall.
But it was like not even as big as heineken music hall and something like two times paradiso. I found that quite sad for a concert hall at times square.
So at that point we found that the only thing we were there for, were the musicians.
So the first came (there were 2 small performances before the headperformance).
I was scared to death when these people came walking the stage
They were all like dressed up emo style with purple hair and tutu’s and chains and all and when they start playing I litteraly put my hands on my ears because it was SO LOUD
My punkrock period is way in the past and I never got to understand the music again.
All those guitars giving me a headache and the drummer trying to smash his drums and this leadsinger girl with red hair jumping around as having some sort of spasmatic attack.
No, I did not like the first concert.
But we had good hope for the second one.
This was a girl called orianthi and she looked kind of cool with blonde hair and a cool outfit and when she started playing and singing it sounded good. I was shocked when I found out that I actually knew one song, maybe you do too. It’s called ‘according to you’ and it’s kind of fun. She did some solo’s which were cool but after 5 of them it got kind of boring.
But all this time we stayed, because we wanted to see the guy we came for.
On the way in we saw some t-shirts with disturbing pictures of him where he looked like gay gothic gay, but then we were like , nah he’ll be normal.
But omg….
It went like this;
We were waiting for an hour already so we were getting very unpatienced (just like everybody else in the room).
So when FINALLY the lights were turned down everybody started screaming like crazy. Even before the show started it was already sad. At the back of the stage there was some sad powerpoint playing with all these scary gay pictures of him. But when he entered the stage.. omg I was like.. I couldn’t say a word. I was too shocked.
He stood there on the top of a (very sad) little stairs wearing a long purple coat with feathers on it, shiny leather pants, a very deep v-neck top with 100 silver necklaces, leather gloves, a high purple hat with feathers and he was wearing silver makeup.
Can you imagine what that looked like?
When he took off his coat all the girls start screaming as if they died and I got all crazy as in HOW COULD YOU FIND THAT SEXY
W000t I know like, Bill from tokio hotel is bad, but this was like 137120837 times WORSE
And OMG when he started dancing
I wanted to kill myself.
He was like dancing very sensual like a snake and all and oh god, you don’t want to know what that looked like especially in THOSE PANTS.
We stayed for 4 songs and then we took of.
Damn, that was some waste of time.

New York Night Life

We were looking forward to it all week: FRIDAY NIGHT
We had the plan to go to the hamptons
some fancy place near manhatten with a beach and expensive beach houses with pools and big gardens.
But we didn't go there.. Ilona & Renee were out of credit so we could contact them
and had no idea how to come there.
So me and Ilse (Nicole wasn't going, she had to work the next day) were all desperate
cause we didn't know where to go and all.
Thank god one of the french girls asked if we wanted to go with her.
We could come with her, the other french girl, and their friends.
We met somewhere and went to the first club.
When we got in it was all empty so we were like okay… and sat down at a table.
People starting to serve bottles of vodka and tequila and snacks
And we could drink/eat for free all the time. I felt all celebrity-ish haha
There were starting to arrive more and more people and in no time the whole club was packed.
People were dancing and the music was awesome. Me and Ilse were going crazy
drinking this amazingly delicious mix of vodka and cranberry juice. God it was like drinking lemonade. Only difference; we were getting a bit oeh lala and I think I would cry in shame if I saw a film on which I got filmed at that moment.
The part between the first club to the second is one I can’t really describe. (hi-hi)
What I do can describe is me and ilse having the time of our lifes in the second club.
The music was so cool and we were dancing on tables and couches, also something I wouldn’t like to see on film.
I “made friends” (at least I felt like that) with some bodyguard who was like 2 meters long and SOO HUGE.
It’s quite embarrassing cause I wanted to make pictures with him but a bit too often so I’m like on 5 pictures with him hahahhaha I wonder what he was thinking. ‘poor girl, can’t handle alcohol’.
Anyway me and ilse decided to go home (we both don’t remember why) so got a cab.
I remember hanging out of the window calling “JOEHOOEE’ to people
I don’t know why I’m writing this on me blog, I should be ashamed.
Saturday we went again.
Firstly we went on a dinner with some other girls (who were depressingly handsome) and ate a actual meal (used to crueslie or knackebrod).
The club was downstairs. We went there and started drinking again.
During the meal we got some tequila cocktail but it was just like drinking a full glass of tequila which wasn't so nice. After that we got a mojito but we also couldn’t drink that because that also tasted like 50% full alcohol and I don’t actually like the taste of alcohol. It should taste of strawberry lemonade. Or something like that.
We started dancing and when O.M.G. by Usher came we climbed up a stage and danced like idiots.
And that went on for 3 hours when I started to get tired and sat down on the couch and couldn’t get off it anymore.
That’s how the night ended.
such a nice weekend it was.

Some of the thousands of pictures. Curly hair is friday, straight hair is saturday

Newest Pictures

Me and the girls pimped up the wall and gave it a bit more colour (eventhough it already was BRIGHT green). We took pictures etc and this is the result and our little piece of art:

55th street near central park and 7th ave.

I looked up and I was like OMG SO HIGH

This was the first time I really had that. Special, special moment, people:

Walking around at central park; Me, A RABBIT?! & Ilone

Me and sweet Ilse. Look at my new wedges I got for 20 dollars

and which are so adorable.

EAT A CHEESEBURGER

%^&$%$*(^%( DARN I was writing this damn long message and then it dissapeared FAKIT then. i'll. start. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall over again I guess?


Girls who are models are all used to kinds of attention
for example girls asking all kind of questions about modelling.
I don't really understand why but people are always utterly interested in models
like models are some other specie or different kind of humans.
I guess that is the consequence of all the programs on televisions and in magazines.
In Holland I kind of understood it because there aren't a lot of models walking around all day
and people not really being used to it.

I really was expected this to be different in New York,
and expecting this to be more normal and common.
But when I came here I was SHOCKED by how people staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaare
at me and other models like they're seeing fckin britney spears or something.
I'm not exaggerating while saying people literally
STOP walking and turn around to look at you.
And now I'm not even talking about the SUPER SUPER NASTY old men making all kinds of SUPER NASTY comments.
When you walk past like a cafe or starbucks people stare out of the window.
I didn't expected this, I really didn't.
There are sooo many models here.
I feel like it's some sort of different group of people, apart from the rest of the city.
It's always the same, men stare crazily and women give angry and bitchy looks and making bitchy comments like 'omg look at those models'.
I wonder why people always assume models with arrogance.
People think models feel like they're on top of the world and above all other people.
I guess that is why women react like that.
It's quite hard though, to have people saying things like that
and looking at you as if they know you, and know you're proud and a bitch.
Not to mention all the comments we get at being skinny.

the DUMMEST people in the WHOLE fckin world are those who think
ALL skinny or thin people, have a eating disorder or something like anorexia.
I guess it's too hard to figure out that some people are BUILD in some kind of ways
like some are build big and never will be tiny.
Even if I wánted to be fat, I could never be fat.
Just like some fat people ne-ver will get skinny.
boooooooooooooooooneeee struuuucttuuurreeeee...?!??!?!?!?
Excuse my agressivity.
But when you here every single m.f'in day things like
'GAIN SOMETHING'
you kind of get frustrated.
I'm ashamed when I'm eating an apple while walking on the street
because all the sad and fat people here immediatly are thinking something like "oh look that is her meal for today".

One of my friends was opening a pack of crisps and some person said 'Thank God, she's eating'.
Only when I'm in a good mood I can laugh about things.
Or when I think about it later.
Like some fat man on a bike yelled 'EAT A CHEESEBURGER'
I got all agressive but it actually is kind of funny when you think of it.
I hope I get used to it really soon and can give like the most arrogant and bitchy reactions.
'don't cry because you're fat, baby'.

From now on I'll keep a list of the saddest/funniest/bitchiest comments me and my friends hear.
For now;
1. 'Eat a cheeseburger'
2. 'thank god, she's eating'
3. 'gain something!'

A Free Saturday With Nicole.

Yesterday, saturday, we all had a day off. That is way we decided to be doing some fun stuff we wanted to do all week but hadn't done yet. Me and Nicole decided to go to the Museum of Natural History, Central Park and Times Square. Because we made too many pictures and there is way too much to tell about, I'll just show the pictures with telling where and when they were taken.

Me and my lovely lady Nicole

We went to the museum at the start of the day. It was the coolest museum I've ever been to.

It's HUGE there and almost éverything is interesting. I'd love to go again!

The Ocean Hall: (the thing on the left is a whale)

all kinds of animals in all different environments

The view from a tower in the museum;

We walked towards Central park and the weather was all sunny and warm.

When we got to the lake we saw all these cute little boates with people relaxing in them

At this very moment I fell in love with New York.

We sat there for like half an hour enjoying this beautiful view and looked at the cute turtles who were swimming around in the water and smelling the nature of central park.

Then we got up and went to times square and start looking around at some store.

We got all crazy when we got at the barbie part of the toys r rus

because there actually was a bigass barbie house FULL with barbies.

And of course we also went to M&M World.

but got quite dissapointed when we found out that the m&m costed 13 dollars per pound.

Times square by dark was breath-taking.

I've never seen something so crazy and hysteric and colourful as this.

You could just sit down somewhere and look around

and you'll be enjoying yourself for like hours.

Nicole, Me, Ilse & Ilone sitting on the stairs.

A good end of a good day.

Sunny Days

These past days I've been doing lots of things.
Firstly I went on my own to castings an gosee's, without someone going with me.
It actually went quite well, while I was very scared to be doing this.
I had to go to Saks and J. Crew and they both went well. Woohoo I'm getting independant!
(except for the moment when I tried to cross the street but it was way busy so I was standig there like 5 minutes trying to get to the other side when it occured to me that I should use crosswalk)



Later that day I had a shoot in Central park so I already went there. But the sky looked all black and scary so I walked around looking for some cafe to drink something.
I saw a starbucks but walked past it looking for something else
but never. look. for. cafe's. near. 81th. street. because there AREN'T ANY
after a utter tiring walk all around the history museum (WHICH IS BIG)
I ended up at starbucks.
The shoot at central park was shot by photographer Michael Donovan.
He is an ex-standupcomedian and how he made that clear
He was so funny I kept laughing and the make up artist got quite mad at me because I didn't keep my face straight.
The pictures were all different than I ever done. It was like beasty and sexual
And that may sound all terrifying but you should see the results.
Finally something different than all these boring romantic pictures allover my book.
Anyway.
After that I went home quickly because we had to go to a fashion show to which we were invited (the trump models),
to be seated in the audience. It all was going to be filmed, because it was part of a tv show, of Donald Trump. (called the apprentice or something like that)
So we all got dressed up fancy and headed over there (while walking every 10 seconds some dirty man had some dirty reaction).



Like, that is like, só Sex and the City.



the cuties seated behind me. At this very moment everybody was looking like
oh my god look at those kids finding themselves fancy.
fuck them, we wére fancy.
While we were waiting for amazing donald trump to appear (I got SO curious because I had no idea how he was like)
Me and samantha were being seated somewhere else.
guess what, we were seated RIGHT next to donald trumps seat.
Miss USA was already seated there (samantha lost her mind because she loves her and now was sitting next to her and talking with her)
The audience had to give an applause when Donald appeared
so when people start clapping I looked around all crazy looking for him.
he walk by me and samantha and he said 'hi ladies how are you doing tonight'
and (finally) it occured to me that we were only seated there, so donald trump had young ladies sitting around him.

Anyway, the show began and it got all american (as far as it wasn't already).
These smiling, "sexy" walking models wearing polo's and 3/4 pants with crazy sandals
and everytime we had to applause, that was utterly boring.
but later on the men came and they made quite a show of it and that was fun.
especially the final when they all came wearing nothing but black underpants and shoes.

x

picsszzs

The view I had when I was sitting on the stairs in the middle of Times Square

Walking along the streets on our way to castings

The Appartement, Living Room.

the city

Right now I'm sitting on the couch in the appartement

with all the other girls. Ilse, Nicole and I went to the supermarket

and once again got really upset about the insane prices of everything.

Everyting costed Ilse 42 dollars, mine were 30. How crazy is that.

But still I got delicious things like muesli with strawberries and nut bars.

I actually starting to enjoy myself in the city

I getting more relaxed and starting to find my way.

Yesterday when I had an hour off I went to times square and just sat there and looked around.

I've never seen a place as crazy as times square.

All the colours, it's like an explosion. An explosion of colours and light and sounds.

And tourists, damnit.

Today I had my walking lessons at the agency together with Ilse.

The lesson was giving by a drag queen so we both were really curious to see 'her'.

When she arrived she actually looked like a woman so it wasn't as excited as it sounded, pity.

But the lesson was very useful and she said a lot of things I really didn't knew.

We watched videos of shows with different kind of walks and then tried at ourselves.

So now, we´re like so ready to do dior haute couture, gosh.

She kept saying ´Gorge!` . oh my gosh that is like so gorge.

It kind of shocked me how often people use the word ´like´ in new york.

`Like, it was like, a place with like, these people, they were like that and i was like that.`

and it shocked me today that I actually start to say it myself.

HELP I´M GETTING AMERICAN

oh! crucial style note; like it or not, but EVERYBODY here is walking on wedges.

e-ve-ry-bo-dy.

the higher the better, from wood to bamboo with leather or suède, all kinds of colours.

Of course they were hip already but this is quite obsessive so I thought i'd better mention it.

In case you wanted to look like the Incredible Fabulously Looking New York Fashionistassss (huhu)

Tomorrow me and the other girs are invited to the tv show of donald trump to sit in the audience hahahahaha how funny is that.

we will be watching the 'rockport fashion show'!

I'm utterly excited, ladies and gentlemen.

We are asked to dress up, heels, nice hair and makeup.

So that'll be fun. Thank god I got a dress on me because I can't really efford a new one

eventhough Forever 21 is calling me 24/7 'BUY ALL MY CUTE DRESSES PLEASE'

and when I'm walking on union square it kind of atracts me like magnetic forces

and I caaaaan't ignore it.

New York shopping is as addicting as drugs (no mum, I haven't experienced that, just assuming)

the first pictures

I don't know why it's on its side but when you bend your head to the right

you'll find the new york skyline

when we drove into the city we had this view and it was the best welcome present I'd could have

because it was utterly beautiful.

new york by dawn is one of the most loveliest things I've ever seen.

Me and Nicole

hihihihihihi

New York Mornings

Every morning I wake up at a ridiculous time

like 6 or 7 am because by then it is already 12 or 1 oclock in holland.

I wonder how long it'll take for me to get used to the time here.

Yesterday was a nice day. I did some castings with two other girls of the appartement.

they're both dutch and also very nice so I'm a lucky girl.

I think I'm starting to understand new york a little.

but still I'm really happy that today I'll be going to the castings with one of the girls.

Her name is Ilse and she's very nice.

We went shopping yesterday and O.M.G. I literally went crazy.

I kind of expected I would, because of forever 21 and Urban outfitters.

But not as crazy as I went yesterday. EVERYTHING was cute.

I just cóuldn't choose.

Not to mention all the 10000000000000000 of pretty shoes here, halleluja.

With all my selfcontrol I only bought a jeans short, a striped Tshirt, a cute white dress, a grey tshirt and a light pink skirt. Urban outfitters officially is my heaven.

Did I mention the incredibly streetstyle people have in New York?

I was shocked when we drove around in New York.

All these pretty girls with beautiful dresses or jumpsuites, bare legs and high heels.

I'd never could have dreamed of a place with so much style in it.

It's like a reallife streetstyle blog where you just can walk around in.

Today I'm going to 6 castings and inbetween my hair will get cut.
just a little bit, thank god. eventhough it would be healthier to cut a lot
because my hair is dead allover. But I trust on the condionner they'll put in my hair.
two of the six castings are really important ones.
I'm kind of nervous because I want to look perfect and be perfect.
But that is quite hard.
I'm stressing allover about what I should wear.

Me and the other girls really want to see the soccergames
so we're trying to find a way to watch them, but that isn't so easy
because of the times being different and WHERE the hell in New york
will they show matches important for Holland?
I hope we'll find a solution because I utterly love to watch soccergames while the WK.
It's a sad thing I didn't bring my orange hats.
So you people should support holland twice as hard because I can't at all.

Still I have to put the pictures on the computer. Today I've castings till 5:30 pm so then i'll try to put them on my laptop and show them at me blog. So be patient!

love

NEW YORK CITY BABY

It's not just a fantasy anymore,
I'm here, really really here, sitting on my bed
in the appartement, in Manhattan.
I can't really tell alot about today because
nothing really special happened.
The plane left at 2pm and we arrived in New York at 4 pm local time.
So now it's 9pm here, while actually it is 3:06 in Holland.
Hello Jetlag.
Tomorrow will be my very first day.
And actually I can't wait!
I'm looking forward to work.
In the morning I'm going to Trump agency, to get to know everybody there.
At 12:30 there's a Calvin Klein casting where I need to go to.
Nicole is also coming so that's fun.

(me & nicole)
Nicole is the model I'm here with, who is my colleague at House of Orange
and also at Trump in New york, and Why Not in Milan (and hopefully Marilyn at Paris).
She's the most lovely girl, and I'm happy to be here with her.

Eventhough I'm quite afraid of dying in envy because of her work.
Nicole is inmense succesful and how it is hard not to envy that.
For example when we arrived she had to do the fitting for the Diane von Furstenberg show HELLO
I'm such a n00b loser hahahha
But it's also kind of a motivating for me to work hard.
I want to do that too!

We made some pictures today but I'll put them on my computer tomorrow.

Now I'm going to (try to) sleep.
I need to look good tomorrow!

Love