That time I modeled.

A couple months ago an event at work needed models and I enthusiastically said, “yes!” It would come to mind every now and then, but not to much of a biggie.

Then the week came. A few days beforehand I went to Talbots and was told what to wear. Now, I did have some input—like strongly vetoing a red patterned shirt (double negative—color AND a pattern that wasn’t stripes or dots) but still, I left in chocolate brown and leopard—two things I PROMISE are not in my closet (but to Talbot’s credit looked decent on).

This is what I styled. It was shot down.

Then the day came. I straightened my hair. I changed into my outfit. Then I remembered…I DON’T LIKE PEOPLE LOOKING AT ME.

My outfit the day I tried it on. I think I need those cords in another color in my life.

Luckily, and the Lord ALWAYS takes care of me, there were two of us walking out together (the only pair during the show). We walked out and I immediately felt myself flush. BIGTIME. And then my hands started shaking. And then I tried to do my walk. Oh gosh. You know it was winsome when afterwards people said “aww, Diana, you were so cute!” and “you turned so red!”

But there it was. My debut in front of the camera. But it is safe to say that I will not be quitting my day job, and I’ll happily be staying behind the scenes.