Hi, I'm Susan, and I have recently become addicted to ANTM. (Hiiii, Susan)
This is an addiction that formed in the matter of a few weeks. It is a direct result of having no school and no job, a completely responsibility-free summer in New Hampshire. After watching 4 episodes on YouTube this evening, I decided to call it a night.
As I went to bed, however, I realized I would never be America's Next Top Model. First of all, I would never audition. Second of all, as the plus-size model so eloquently put it, "your body is a temple, and sometimes my body wants cheesecake!" I'm not plus-size, but it would be better if I were because as is, I'm just the inbetween girl that doesn't really have a place in the industry. *sigh* Oh well, more cheesecake for me!
ANYWAY, that's beside the point. The point is that I have a better goal in mind. This is where it gets good and cheesy. What if we put all the fierceness of being a model into being a servant of the Lord?
Smiling with your eyes = having His image in your countenance
Standing up straight = standing for what's right in a world of slouchers
Creating tension = being anxiously engaged rather than just floating along
Not posing = not just going through the motions, but really feeling what the Gospel is all about
I hope that this is making sense, even if you don't watch the show.
One more thing: The models on the show look to Tyra most of all as their example. Tyra gave this whole weird presentation about how she is the "Goddess of Fierce" and she needs an heir to throne.
Well Jesus Christ is my example. He is everything I want to be. I know if I watch and learn from His example I will come out on top; I will inherit all my Father has in store for me-which makes a contract with Elite Model Management and Covergirl look about as valuable as the stupid bug that keeps flying around me. On that note, I'm signing off and shutting down so the bug won't be as attracted to this vicinity.