I made extra money in college by modeling (yes, like that Flight of the Concords "Part-Time Model" song.) But I wasn't gracing New York catwalks. I usually modeled for bridal shows, product shots, and art photographers in my humble little Richmond, Virginia and sometimes Washington, D.C. It was fun, simple work and easy to schedule in between class and homework. (Because my education and my art always came first.) Modeling also improved my self-esteem and my understanding of directing and photography. Plus, some of the clothes I got from gigs were incredible.
I also occasionally modeled for art photographers who contributed to Quail Bell Magazine. One such photographer was Alexander C. Kafka. Though perhaps better known for his beautiful photo collages, Alex does lovely portraits, too. I recently stumbled across the portraits he took of me a month or two after I graduated and moved back to the D.C. area (where I lived before Brooklyn.)
Note that velvet shrug with the leopard collar. I only just gave that gem away—and only because my husband and I are moving and my closet already overfloweth with velvet. That's only a bad thing when you're downsizing. Velvet slays.
By day, I am Christine Stoddard, a New York-based magazine writer. By night I am the founding editor of the bewitching Quail Bell Magazine and a Brooklyn bohème who adores art, magic, and revolution. Really, those two personas are not all that different—at least if you're paying attention. This is where I dream, dabble, and muse. From time to time, you'll find me promoting the fairy punk lifestyle, too. And why not? It's addictive. Learn more about me.