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Lucy Cates

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The modeling industry has changed a lot since I first started around 11 years ago, geez has it been that long already?! We got castings by pager, and emails via sky bound pigeons from our agents…. No I’m kidding. Though seriously, those days were pretty archaic by today’s standards. I’ll give you an example of the hustle (terrifically and thrill-fully enjoyed by my Leo self) I would frequently encounter on those bustling London streets full of wide eye talent, hopeful dreams, and inevitable occurrences. Mid-way through my snowballing career, I get a phone call from a casting director (also an industry friend), asking if I’m proficient and *technically* trained on the guitar. I’ve been seeing the same castings coming through on Spotlight (another actors / castings platform), was a big gig, big budget, worldwide coverage. Confidently, I said yes. I was lying. Completely through my audacious bold and arrogant teeth. I don’t play guitar. At all, really… (some chords & part of RHCP “The Zephyr song”) doesn’t count unfortunately. The day comes when it’s casting time, my morning filled with other castings, the afternoon comes… it’s showtime. Only they have asked I learn and prepare a whole song on the guitar( I believe a rock number by “The Pretty Reckless”). My younger confidence absconds me now, I didn’t even learn it. I decided to go dressed glam rock, David Bowie style. Leopard print pants, black leather studded jacket with impressively large furry shoulder pads, DM’s, and actually safety pins in my ears (confession: usual get-up). I remember being in a rather good mood, eager to embrace the challenge ahead. I furthermore warmed up my spirit and attitude with a non-suspecting “Michael Jacksons - Dirty Diana circa 1988 ” show on repeat (seriously, I urge you to watch, that guitarist… YUM. Actually my get-up, very much like hers). Strong strides riverside walking to the casting location, a bonafide music studio, fate awaiting. Inside, nervous musicians tuning guitars…shit! I didn’t even have a guitar (still not phased). I signed in, and asked to borrow someones guitar for my slot. They call my name, it’s my turn. Queue song. ......*continued in comments* MICRONEEDLE BODY ROLLER @svenja_walberg_official #svenjawalberg #Microneedlebodyroller #hellosexylegs #hellosexybody #neubeidm Purple lilies watercolour my insides Violently abrupt and edged by thick black italic lines. Like a rip-roaring merciless motorbike. She rides off perfectly into the ebony dusted sky. We went beyond the veil We went beyond the veil Tasted like heaven and hell #life_melting A rare breed is equally delightfully joyful as it is agonisingly painful Fly away to the moon :: No need to be human there :: we live beyond the words, into a dissolving dream, the horizon :: let me fade away, like punctuation in the sky, the space of goodbye. #tothearmsthatneverquitereach _ Photo gloriously talented @edo_dream Designer dear goth friend 🖤 @alexandra_groover

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