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Well, I’m looking forward to karaoke at Nico’s in Little Italy tomorrow night even though I still have a little carpal tunnel in one of my wrists. I should be all right.
Our nude pinup today is Courtnie Quinlan. Remember, all these women who pose nude are models. It’s their job to look good naked. It’s a hell of a job and I see why they do it. Years ago I paid women to be nude in my Super 8 underground films and to just let me take photos of them nude when I thought I wanted to be a professional photographer of female nudes years ago. My experience is your everyday woman has no problems with appearing nude in photos. She just doesn’t want to be shamed about it. My position is a woman’s body is a work of art.
I Googled Courtnie Quinlan and this is what I found:
Growing up I was always very quiet and shy believe it or not! I am half English, half St Lucian, so when I was little I had a head full of long dark curls, big brown eyes and olive skin, so I always stood out from other kids in school which I hated. I was even scouted by a children’s modelling agency when I was 6- but me being shy I refused to pursue it, which my parents were disappointed about. I’ve always been really good at sport, so growing up I was always a bit of a tom boy! I seemed to excel in Gymnastics, and athletics, as I’m quite flexible and can run pretty fast. I think I still own the record for Long jump and 100m sprint at school come to think of it!
Well, I’ve always worked pretty hard at school. I passed my 11+ and went to an all girl’s grammar school in Plymouth. I achieved 10 GCSE’s all at A-B grades. And I have A Levels in Biology and Chemistry, and AS levels in Maths and Art. I always had hopes to work with animals as my sister owns horses and have grown up with them so I aimed for a career in Veterinary. I was offered a place at my first choice university to study Bsc(Hons) degree in Veterinary nursing specializing in horses, but as I had only just turned 18 I was a bit of a wimp and I wasn’t ready to leave home and my friends! So I stayed at home and applied to my local university (Plymouth) to study Podiatry!! Yes-feet!
How I got into modelling….I didn’t really have boobs until I was 16 so never thought I’d have what it takes to be a model… I think I grew them over night! So when I was 18 I entered a local competition to be in a charity swimwear/underwear calendar. I was voted by the public as one of the winners which I couldn’t believe as I only entered for fun and to raise money for St Luke’s Hospice. It was a major confidence boost which made me come out of my shell finally. Sat in a Podiatry lecture one day, I was still truly disliking my course even after passing my first year, knowing that I could not be a Podiatrist for the rest of my life. I was still on a high after winning the charity modelling competition that I thought I’d forward pictures to an agency as I really enjoyed being in front of the camera. A few days later I found myself in London after being called in by the agency, and lucky enough was taken on. Since then, I haven’t really looked back. I put uni on hold to concentrate on modelling, and I am happier now than I’ve ever been.
This is Guy Hogan reporting for the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette.
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