By Sandra Wilson –
I have never really thought about my age. I have always done whatever I have wanted to do. Lately, however, there have been some eye opening moments. Recently, I asked my students to write in their journal about 9-11. They just sat there with blank stares. Finally, I asked, “Why aren’t you writing?” One brave little soul spoke up, “We weren’t born yet.” Or the time I asked them if they knew who The Beatles or The Rolling Stones were? I got nothing. If we are lucky we will all reach the point where we realize that we are on the rear slope of life. It is kind of a wake-up call. However, it is what you do with that awakening that determines your happiness and success.
I was born in California to an Irish mother and an Italian father. What a combination. I am the middle child of three sisters, and the only one that bears the mark of the Irish, red hair and freckles. I was very sickly growing up. In fact, my mother would pull me around in a little red wagon. She said I looked too frail to make it on my own. My mother and father divorced when I was ten, so my mom moved us back to Virginia. I was at that awkward stage where I thought I was different and wondering where I would fit in. I was over-weight and very shy and I was struggling at school. I walked around with my shoulders slumped because I was taller than most kids my age. I never wanted to be the center of attention, but it was inevitable when I walked into a room. Here I am tall, redheaded, and slumped over, desperately trying to be like everyone else. As a confidence builder my mother put me in charm school where they taught me how to stand erect and model. I developed an interest in cosmetology and fashion and dreamed of being on the runway or in a magazine. I was still struggling in school though. At age 16, I decided, much to the dismay of my mother, to quit school and become a hair stylist. It sure beat the repeated agony of wrestling with schoolwork.
So, at seventeen I found my place, so I thought. At nineteen I was married, and by twenty-one, I had two beautiful girls. Of course they were redheads! By the age of twenty-five I was a single mom. My dreams were on the backburner. I was raising my daughters and just surviving.
It wasn’t until my girls were in high school and I was in my mid-thirties that I decided to go back to school. I got my GED, went to community college, and on to Averett University. In college, I learned I had dyslexia. It all made sense. I knew what was holding me back and now could work on ways of coping with my disability. It was always difficult for me to read and write, and spelling…Oh Lord…that was the hardest. I was working on my major in theater when my advisor told me that I needed to add another major to my degree so that I could teach in high school. English, was she serious? I thought there would be no way that I could teach English, not with my disability. Somehow, I persevered and grew to love the subject. Literature and Poetry opened up a new world for me. It was an awesome feeling to graduate from college the same year my youngest earned her high school diploma. There are those that say the things that don’t kill you make you stronger. I am a believer.
The industry has also allowed me to meet contacts in the area. I am in the process of collaborating with the school district I work in and the Richmond Virginia Fashion Week to introduce students to fashion and modeling. This night will feature student designers, models, and photographers. Perhaps there is a talented young student that will be motivated by the experience and ultimately pursue a career in the industry? I am so excited to be a part of this wonderful collaboration. Modeling has spawned some acting opportunities. I have been in commercials and extras on movie sets. I am presently working with a talent agency in Richmond, Virginia.
The awkward kid who struggled in school is now a teacher of gifted and talented kids outside of Richmond, and a model. I have a wonderful family, two grandchildren, and a heck of a handsome man. It’s OK to be a late bloomer. It may be the very thing that makes being a grownup worth it. I will see you in Act II.
Sandra resides in Richmond, VA and is a middle school teacher, who works with gifted and advanced students. She graduated from Averrett University with a degree in English and Theater. Sandra models for local designers in Richmond and helps coordinate the Richmond Virginia Fashion Week show for the Henrico County student designers. She’s also a avid Cyclist and spends many hours on the road peddling her time away. Sandra can be reached at: iactforu2@gmail.com, www.slashmodel.com, www.uptowntalent.com.
2 thoughts on “From Awkward to a Model at 50+”
You are an inspiration Sandra! Blessings to you for a great New Year!
Janet Harllee
Sandra,
How fun and exciting! Modeling has been a secret dream of mine, you have given me hope. How did you get started? I live in Oregon.
My hat is off to you and to your success, thank you for sharing!
Pamela