By Amy Finlayson
I’m going to be upfront here. I have been in the modeling game for quite a while. My honesty might get me in trouble and quite possibly jeopardize some job prospects, but I don’t feel I should have to lie about my age anymore. I have worked really hard for over 13 years and in any other job, I would have been promoted already, with a significant pay rise. Hell, I might even be CEO by now! Unfortunately, the profession I love does not follow standard business models; which is great at times, but not so fantastic when one (inevitably) gets older.
I am 26 years old, and yes, that is my real age. I was born on the 23rd of December, 1987. I started modeling at 13 years of age. Of course I understand how young I was – and looking back, I sigh with relief. Things could have gone totally pear-shaped and I do not suggest anyone starts modeling at such a young age. But I was lucky. I had the most amazing parents, who insisted I finish school (to any girls out there considering dropping out: finishing school is really important. Not only does it teach you to finish things, there are underlying lessons and developments that occur in that environment that are really helpful when one is flung into a life of uncertainty). I also had an incredible bunch of friends, who gave me no choice but to stay grounded.