...and here's the last page (4) translated. I really agree with you guys, she seems refreshingly honest and immediate
Sharif begins taking shots but Harry is not satisfied. According to the art director JS looks fat.
“It looks like she’s got a big butt”, Harry says out loud.
JS has been in front of the camera for 5 hours. She’s standing leaned against the wall, her back swayed. The problem – because it is a problem – is the way the patterned stitching curves on her butt.
“The laces are stretching”, Harry says. “It’s not really flattering.”
No one makes a move. JS straightens up, pulls down in the dress and poses her way out of the troubles. Half an hour later when I, on the subway platform asks her what she thought of Harry’s objection/comment, she smiles and reminds me that it was just a professional critique which at the same time worked as a compliment of the body part that she’s personally the most fond of.
“ I do like my ***. So: ‘Thank you’”.
JS feels well prepared by her upbringing to handle the rough tone and harsh demands of the model industry. Her parents, Mette and Harry, data analyst at ATP and marine biologist and Copenhagen University (KU) met through Panbladet – a magazine for homosexuals. She wanted a child, Mette wrote in an advert, and Harry responded.
“Then they met and had a baby” as JS explains it.
She grew up with her mother in Nørrebro (Copenhagen) and visited her dad in Vesterbro (Copenhagen) during the weekends. The walked together in the early Pride parade in the streets of Copenhagen and it was little Josephine who made sure that the family’s rainbow coloured flag remained in the finest condition. It was important for her.
“Nobody should be allowed to say anything mean about my parents. Nobody should think that they were different”, Josephine says, who still joins the parade if she’s in Denmark at the end of august.
Once she went on a date with a guy who didn’t like her unconventional family form. No more dates followed.
“If you don’t like my parents. Fine. Get away”, she says.
It’s a mechanism, she explains. The criticism glances off me. It’s people’s own problem. And if J didn’t bring it all from home she was soon to learn after her debut as a model. She describes a process where the industry by ‘beating me down’ has built me up. If she was told that her arms were too soft, she would start making push-ups. If she was told that her eyes didn’t work she would shrug her shoulders. It was a necessity on order to succeed.
Whether I have too long hair or too small ears or too long feet or an *** that’s too big, you learn to say that it’s a part of me. Otherwise you cut and dye your hair but then it’s too short and blond and then you learn that some people like you for what you are and some people don’t.
For many models it is a bit of a lottery how their body develops. All the exercises and diets of the world are useless if the hips grow on a collision course of the measurements in demand. Suddenly the designers will prefer younger girls, new faces, other curves. From one moment to another the career can be over.
“Then I’m going back to school to study medicine,” she says.
“I’m lucky in that way as I have something to return to. It’s not a life or death-job for me, as it can be for some of the other girls.”
So far J is dreaming of landing a contract with one of the big/expensive brands. She wants to be their face. For an example she wants to be the Estée Lauder-girl.
“So when you see my face you think of them. Now that’s what bring in the money.”
It’s the same when JS is asked about her collegiate rolemodels. On one side she mentions Freja Beha Erichsen – Denmark’s most sought after model atm ranged as number 13 of the world and lately with a exclusive contract with Maybelline – not so much because of her success but because she most kindly welcomed newly arrived JS, á la “well hi, are you also Danish, welcome onboard, how are you doing?”. On the other side she mentions Giselle Bunchen, the now 32 year old Brazilian who for almost 10 years has been the worlds highest paid model and has already expanded her business to include hotel business, property investments, her own lingerie brand and the totally grotesquely popular Ipanema sandals, so that she today is worth a over a billion DKK, that she constantly shares with victims of earthquakes in Japan, HIV infected in Africa, rainforest conservation, cancer research, children’s hospitals and her own Luz Foundation who works to strengthen the self confidence of young girls.
“An empire”, as J calls it.
“Power women have always fascinated me. I think it’s commendable when we live in a world such dominated by men. To exploit all aspects of being pretty, that’s just…respect.”
The working day is about to end. JS catches the subway under Nassau Avenue, from where the ‘7’ rolls of towards Manhattan. All the seats are taken. She stands with her hand wrapped around a crossbar. When the possibility presents itself she always takes he subway home from work. After a whole day in front of the camera she needs to get lost in the crowd.
“Then I feel totally normal again.”