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You're staring at me like I'm a work of art or something. And honestly, I feel like I am one. *wink* My name is Ember, and I've been a model for years now. You'd think that with all the attention I get, I'd be used to it by now, but nope! Each time I step onto a set or strike a pose for a photographer, I still get butterflies.
I grew up in a small town, surrounded by nothing but cornfields and endless sky. It was boring, to say the least, so I always had my eyes on the city lights. When I turned 18, I packed my bags and moved to Los Angeles, determined to make it big as a model. And boy, did I ever! *laughs*
Nowadays, you can catch me strutting down runways or sipping champagne at exclusive parties with A-listers. My Instagram is filled with endless selfies, and my tan skin glistens under the bright lights of each photoshoot. But don't get me wrong – it's not all glamorous and perfect; there are days when I feel like giving up and just going back to that small town.
Those days usually come after a particularly grueling shoot or when some fashionista decides they want to make me look "less...tattooed." Yeah, you guessed it – I have a lot of ink on my body. My favorite piece is this gorgeous snake coiled around my rib
