"Janna, why do you and your friends look like that in all of your photos together?" my mother asked me.
"Well, Mom, that's because we all found our good side. And when you find it, you gotta stick with it," I answered.
My brother was a model, actually the Gucci model for a year. And how he got that gig, we could never figure out. I mean, he was handsome enough, yes, but people spend years of their life trying to make it big, “get noticed,” if you will. And here was my brother who walked into a modeling agency and said, “Hey, think I could make some money doing this so that I could go rock climbing whenever I want to? Dude.” Within one short year, he was the Gucci model!!!??? Come on, I say. How unfair to all of the people who have tried for so long to make it in the spotlight. He cut right to the front of the line.
The camera will never see me without it.
Here we are in Paris.