She's rebelling by putting on 30 or 40 pounds, so now going back isn't a straightforward option." Today, when you Google "Gemma Ward," you get related searches for "Gemma Ward weight gain" and "Gemma Ward weight gain pictures." During her fashion hiatus, Ward did some acting, with roles in supplement cover); however IMG Models Australia's general manager Danielle Ragenard told Frockwriter that Ward "wants to get back into the Australian market ...
she hasn't worked in this market for a long time so to make the move obviously it's because she wants to further her career." Ragenard wouldn't say whether Ward hopes to work internationally or what board she is signed to — straight or plus-size.
But beyond that, I do think this might be where kindness could win over cunning, even though adult life usually proves otherwise. (I can't believe myself either.) Most people haven't got friends who are both proficient in photography and patient and generous enough to follow them around and wait until they're flatteringly backlit and laughing prettily with not too much gum showing and in perfect three-quarter view—most people have only got regular friends and i Phones.
Bad photos—not tragic or catfish-y ones—are therefore kind of sweet in a time of wanton Face Tuning and fingertip nip-and-tuck-age.
Several weeks ago, Frockwriter reported that Gemma Ward signed with IMG Australia, the modeling agency's Sydney branch, which opened last year.
And can we really say we're in the dating apocalypse if everyone (else) is still swiping like there's no tomorrow? As a person so un-talented at sitting for photos that the resultant images can range from blobfish snapped mid-sneeze to very, very distant relative of Gemma Ward, I cannot stand idly by as my simultaneously cruel and Pollyanna-ish friends dismiss potential matches because "Why does he look fine in some pictures but not in others?Debatable, but at least one corner of hell must have frozen over if I'm here as I am now, about to take a stand for all the un-photogenic people out there whose wills to find companionship digitally haven't yet crumpled like so many Egg Mc Muffin wrappers. " First, there are way better reasons to dismiss potential matches: no bio, selfies only, bad shoes, shares name with grade-school archenemy, threatens "don't be basic." Second, if you want to get a sense of a person's true appearance, simply look at their tagged photos—this is what model scouts do.With me in front of a camera, it's a game of chance—you never know what you're going to get. Still bail if a dude doesn't even look like the great-great-aunt, twice removed of the impostor in his profile, but before that, cut him some slack.(Again, to self: "You're not getting soft in your old age, are you?
off, not delete-the-app-in-a-fit-of-pique-but-keep-giving-them-Facebook-access off—and blissfully the same except all the f*ckboys I meet are IRL now, those damn apps still won't leave me be.How are those instruments of auto-torture still so culturally pervasive?