Vogue Italia Debut

To correspond with my life long goal of becoming a blogger turned international supermodel, I forced kindly asked my boyfriend to take some photos of me werking, posing and being total hawt $tuff. Those photos were going to be used so that modelling agencies could realise my potential and sky rocket me onto the covers of Vogue Italia. But the photos came out a bit disappointing. Case in point.

Some people may blame the crap quality photos on the bad lighting, others on the model. Why, I will never know. But I blame it all on the photographer boyfriend. Maybe it's his lack of arms and legs that held him back, or even his Ken Doll situation. I mean, if he can't satisfy me in bed then how on earth is he going to satisfy my narcissistic, model side and take amazing pictures of me. I kid I kid. 

But luckily with today's technological advances I am able to salvage this poor photograph into a blog worthy photo. Add some good ole vintage Instagram effects, increase brightness, Photoshop those blemishes and viola! The next Covergirl.

Jack London coat
D&G floral shirt
Diva necklace
Less is More jumper
Sass & Bide jeans
Yves Saint Laurent boots
Cheryl Cole hair