I call her my muse. Whenever I've got that itch to take some pictures, I may or may not force her into semi-spontaneous photoshoots. It helps that she's gorgeous, but having the brains to back up that
I might have a mild obsession with her (as well as her sisters, but that's another story for another day). Lately when we hang out, I find myself psychoanalyzing her, maybe because she's so fascinating, or maybe because she reminds me so much of me, in the sense that she's also a bratty youngest child.
Noelle is a thinker. She's the kind of girl that questions everything. She can't take something as a fact, simply because someone says it's a fact. She needs to know why. She needs to understand it. She needs to wrap her brain around it. And it's people like this who I can never get enough of. People who are hungry for knowledge, hungry to learn. Every time we're together, I find myself rethinking something I used to believe, or racking my brain to find an answer to some stupid yet thought provoking question she's asked me.
She's the kind of girl who goes against the grain, but not just because she's one of those people who needs to go against the grain. She likes to think beyond trends and ideas that people usually take as given, she forms her own opinions, and stands up for what she believes in.
And besides all that she's fun to take pictures of because she just doesn't give a f*ck. And she's comfortable in her own skin. Our photoshoots consist of laughter and awkward posing, and of course 'enlightened' discussions on ways we can create satirical pictures with the juxtaposition of our society's quixotic ideas about modeling.... and stuff.
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