Since I first saw his work, I've been a fan of Terry Richardson's photography. Anyone with half a brain can see why his work is so raw, ridiculous, and appealing. Being photographed by Richardson is an honor. That's why I was all set to follow the instructions on his website and request to model for him.
Until I saw the word NUDE (It looked just like that, I swear. But in red italics about 18 feet high.). Me, I'm not shy. I'm actually a bit of an exhibitionist these days. But nude photography? Not at this point in my life. Maybe once I leave the gym after several years or bootcamp training. Besides, if it pays, it would only be enough for one session of self-esteem counseling.
Maybe in 10 years.
Maybe.
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