Ruslana Korshunova plunged to her death after throwing herself off a balcony.
Three months ago Korshunova wrote, "I'm so lost. Will I ever find myself?"
According to www.Telegraph.co.uk 30/06/2008 "Korshunova's death is the latest to rock the fashion world, an industry often
criticised for the pressures and demands it can place on models.
In February, the body of Katoucha Niane, the former supermodel muse of Yves
Saint Laurent, was found in the Seine near Paris after an apparent suicide.
Over the past two years, a number of South American models have died of
suspected malnutrition, prompting international debate about eating
disorders and "size zero" models.
But industry observers urged caution in assuming Korshunova's job was to blame
for her death.
Life as a young model in a city like New York "can be a carousel ride or
it can be a decent into hell," said Michael Gross, bestselling author
of Model: The Ugly Business of Beautiful Women."
As I read this story, I thought, this is how my story would have ended if I had taken my life 27 years ago. I never though of jumping out a window, but suicide was in my plans. What a tragedy for her family and friends.
This is part of an e-mail that I received from Models for Christ:
Pray for the thousands of fashion professionals out there that are feeling
hopeless in their successes and their lack of success to share their silent pain
with Believers and for the Gospel of hope to be shared with them and received.
Pray for boldness as you go into the industry to share God's love with others...
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So I began a quest in search of the perfect fake-tanner.
“Are you okay?” Nancy asked while we were out to dinner.
“Yes, why do you keep staring at me?”
“Because you were pale during hors de’oeuvres, coral during dinner, and orange by dessert.”
“Oh, it must be my new tanner.”
“What’s it called? Shades de’ Orange?”
The product’s ad promised that I’d get gradually darker; it didn’t explain that at midnight I’d turn into a pumpkin.
It hasn’t always been fashionable to be tanned. Back a few centuries, white was in. Women applied mercury and lead to their skin and even sipped arsenic to attain a lily-white complexion. Some even applied leeches to drain away the color. A tan was a sign that you were lower class and had to spend time outside working in the fields. It wasn’t until the twentieth century, when celebrities and millionaires began flocking to the Riviera for vacations and their brown hides were photographed that it became fashionable to be tanned.
If you still crave that tanned look, without the skin cancer, there are dozens of over-the-counter products. Obviously, I’ve tried a few. My most recent experiment - Jergens natural glow. ]]>
