I get that the companies have a product to sell. Maybe if you buy this, you will look like this! Does anyone really fall for this? I don't know. But when a clothing company came to town, wanting "models of all ages and sizes", I decided to test them out. Did they really mean it? I looked them up online, and they appeared to mostly have young women and kids, not a woman over forty to be seen. In an uncharacteristic move, I sent them my picture. To my surprise, they told me they wanted me to show up to their casting call.
Casting call? I cringed. Would I be lined up with flawless others, scrutinized to see if I passed? But in the end I couldn't resist. Represent for the older ladies! I showed up.
In the end there was only me...and a sea of moms with kids! Very, very dressed up kids. Their shot at fame, perhaps? The kids had to be measured, but thankfully I didn't. We all lined up with little flash cards with our names on them, so "they'd remember who we were". Then we were dismissed.
Feeling a bit foolish, I went about my normal life. Two days later, I was on a plane to Alaska when I got an email: "We'd like you to show up at 7:30 tomorrow for a photo shoot. And can you bring your dog?" Well, darn! The catalog people hadn't mentioned their timeline when I had showed up. I had assumed I hadn't been picked. Regardless, I would have to decline.
I'll never know if they just photographed everyone that showed up, and then weeded out the old or the unsuitable, or if I really would have been in the catalog. There went our chance, Ruby's and mine, I thought. I was disappointed, not because of being in a catalog, which seems like a silly goal to have, but because just maybe they would have featured someone beyond their norm. I have been called out, even on this blog, for calling myself old and for caring that people have a stereotype of older people. But how are we supposed to "age gracefully" when older people are pretty much invisible? I had been looking forward to see if this company would actually use pictures of someone who wasn't twenty years old. Now I'll never know.
|Here's the real model in the family.|