


Then, a few years later, in 1998 (at age 19) I went to a club for teens in downtown Portland and a woman asked if I would be interested in modeling...so I signed up with her agency and pretty much all I got out of it was a free trip to Los Angeles. A talent agency there offered to fly me to LA and set me up with some photo shoots to start my portfolio. I went and I had a very memorable trip - during which I got lost by myself trying to find the studio in Hollywood and had to eat some kind of disgusting mushroom bruscetta...because the owner of the agency took me to a fancy dinner in which he ordered my food for me, in Italian. I hate mushrooms! But anyway, it was still a fun trip. I remember thinking that I was so cool because he took me to some downtown club in L.A. and we hung out with a bunch of modeling and actors and such. Nothing came out of that either...because he sent me a photocopy of the proofs and said he sent the negatives to my agent - only my agent never got them and they were lost in transit somewhere. Which was such a bummer because I could have had some great pictures. Anyway, I think I made quite an improvement in my looks from 1993 to 1998.
It's crazy to think I was 10 years younger here.
Out with the old and in with the new.