February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
February 4th. World Cancer Day. It has always been just a random day that some posts on Instagram reminded me of. Although my aunt died of metastatic breast cancer at age 39 and my mom got myeloma a couple of years ago. And despite my own diagnosis, back in 2021, of carrying the BRCA1 gene for which, in December 2022, I underwent a preventative double mastectomy. Cancer couldn’t inhabit my thoughts, let alone my body. Until September 8th of 2024, the day that Cancer, Ovarian to be specific, came into my life feeling a whole lot like a death sentence. On October 14th, I started my chemotherapy journey that just ended last Monday, January 27th, but to my great surprise, those last few months, I felt as alive as ever. I was not taking my life for granted anymore, and my gratitude hit an all-time peak. Everything started to taste like a real blessing. It has been hard, and it isn’t quite over yet, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. They say, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” but my experience is that what didn’t kill me made me love life a lot more. 1. October 14th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital. LA. First Chemo infusion. 2. Me, high on Benadryl (one of the meds given before treatment to prevent an allergic reaction). LOL. 3. My love selflessly carrying me through the pain with his unconditional love. 4. Matilde shaving my head on Halloween night. I thought that I could take advantage of the occasion to dress up as Uncle Fester. Little did I know that my little pubic hair razor would take hours. LOL. 5. November 4th, 2024, Providence St Joseph Hospital, LA. Second Chemo infusion. 6. Filming “Le Iene” with Nic in LA (You’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass, but you did a great job at the end. Thank you, bro 🙂 [follows in the comments]
Turning Heads. 02 Modeling just happened to me. Clients would offer me jobs, and I’d simply accept or not, based on creativity and budget. It worked magic for almost two decades. Until COVID happened. That’s when things slowed down a bit, and I decided to take a more active role in my career. I recognized my unique values: my voice, my beliefs, and my experiences. By being unapologetically myself, I engaged with an audience who liked me exactly for the woman I was. Consequently, I started working with brands that embraced my values—a much more rewarding dynamic. When I got cancer, everyone became understandably defiant about approaching me for work. Besides sending me flowers and heartfelt cards, brands stopped considering me as someone that could represent their brand. I wanted to show them and the whole world the power that my new look holds. I unlocked the potential of the new me so that I could feel my worth again. Thanks to all the brands that supported me in this project. @hermes , @chanelofficial , @delcoreofficial , and @jilsander are pictured here. PHOTOGRAPHER. @zoenatalemannella @clmagency STYLIST. @simonrutigliano MAKE UP ARTIST. @bianca__marzocchi @martina__dandrea using @chanel.beauty HAIRSTYLIST. @ezio_diaferia_ @barstudiosmilano
Turning Heads. 02 Modeling just happened to me. Clients would offer me jobs, and I’d simply accept or not, based on creativity and budget. It worked magic for almost two decades. Until COVID happened. That’s when things slowed down a bit, and I decided to take a more active role in my career. I recognized my unique values: my voice, my beliefs, and my experiences. By being unapologetically myself, I engaged with an audience who liked me exactly for the woman I was. Consequently, I started working with brands that embraced my values—a much more rewarding dynamic. When I got cancer, everyone became understandably defiant about approaching me for work. Besides sending me flowers and heartfelt cards, brands stopped considering me as someone that could represent their brand. I wanted to show them and the whole world the power that my new look holds. I unlocked the potential of the new me so that I could feel my worth again. Thanks to all the brands that supported me in this project. @hermes , @chanelofficial , @delcoreofficial , and @jilsander are pictured here. PHOTOGRAPHER. @zoenatalemannella @clmagency STYLIST. @simonrutigliano MAKE UP ARTIST. @bianca__marzocchi @martina__dandrea using @chanel.beauty HAIRSTYLIST. @ezio_diaferia_ @barstudiosmilano
Turning Heads. 02 Modeling just happened to me. Clients would offer me jobs, and I’d simply accept or not, based on creativity and budget. It worked magic for almost two decades. Until COVID happened. That’s when things slowed down a bit, and I decided to take a more active role in my career. I recognized my unique values: my voice, my beliefs, and my experiences. By being unapologetically myself, I engaged with an audience who liked me exactly for the woman I was. Consequently, I started working with brands that embraced my values—a much more rewarding dynamic. When I got cancer, everyone became understandably defiant about approaching me for work. Besides sending me flowers and heartfelt cards, brands stopped considering me as someone that could represent their brand. I wanted to show them and the whole world the power that my new look holds. I unlocked the potential of the new me so that I could feel my worth again. Thanks to all the brands that supported me in this project. @hermes , @chanelofficial , @delcoreofficial , and @jilsander are pictured here. PHOTOGRAPHER. @zoenatalemannella @clmagency STYLIST. @simonrutigliano MAKE UP ARTIST. @bianca__marzocchi @martina__dandrea using @chanel.beauty HAIRSTYLIST. @ezio_diaferia_ @barstudiosmilano
Turning Heads. 02 Modeling just happened to me. Clients would offer me jobs, and I’d simply accept or not, based on creativity and budget. It worked magic for almost two decades. Until COVID happened. That’s when things slowed down a bit, and I decided to take a more active role in my career. I recognized my unique values: my voice, my beliefs, and my experiences. By being unapologetically myself, I engaged with an audience who liked me exactly for the woman I was. Consequently, I started working with brands that embraced my values—a much more rewarding dynamic. When I got cancer, everyone became understandably defiant about approaching me for work. Besides sending me flowers and heartfelt cards, brands stopped considering me as someone that could represent their brand. I wanted to show them and the whole world the power that my new look holds. I unlocked the potential of the new me so that I could feel my worth again. Thanks to all the brands that supported me in this project. @hermes , @chanelofficial , @delcoreofficial , and @jilsander are pictured here. PHOTOGRAPHER. @zoenatalemannella @clmagency STYLIST. @simonrutigliano MAKE UP ARTIST. @bianca__marzocchi @martina__dandrea using @chanel.beauty HAIRSTYLIST. @ezio_diaferia_ @barstudiosmilano
Turning Heads. 02 Modeling just happened to me. Clients would offer me jobs, and I’d simply accept or not, based on creativity and budget. It worked magic for almost two decades. Until COVID happened. That’s when things slowed down a bit, and I decided to take a more active role in my career. I recognized my unique values: my voice, my beliefs, and my experiences. By being unapologetically myself, I engaged with an audience who liked me exactly for the woman I was. Consequently, I started working with brands that embraced my values—a much more rewarding dynamic. When I got cancer, everyone became understandably defiant about approaching me for work. Besides sending me flowers and heartfelt cards, brands stopped considering me as someone that could represent their brand. I wanted to show them and the whole world the power that my new look holds. I unlocked the potential of the new me so that I could feel my worth again. Thanks to all the brands that supported me in this project. @hermes , @chanelofficial , @delcoreofficial , and @jilsander are pictured here. PHOTOGRAPHER. @zoenatalemannella @clmagency STYLIST. @simonrutigliano MAKE UP ARTIST. @bianca__marzocchi @martina__dandrea using @chanel.beauty HAIRSTYLIST. @ezio_diaferia_ @barstudiosmilano
Turning Heads. 02 Modeling just happened to me. Clients would offer me jobs, and I’d simply accept or not, based on creativity and budget. It worked magic for almost two decades. Until COVID happened. That’s when things slowed down a bit, and I decided to take a more active role in my career. I recognized my unique values: my voice, my beliefs, and my experiences. By being unapologetically myself, I engaged with an audience who liked me exactly for the woman I was. Consequently, I started working with brands that embraced my values—a much more rewarding dynamic. When I got cancer, everyone became understandably defiant about approaching me for work. Besides sending me flowers and heartfelt cards, brands stopped considering me as someone that could represent their brand. I wanted to show them and the whole world the power that my new look holds. I unlocked the potential of the new me so that I could feel my worth again. Thanks to all the brands that supported me in this project. @hermes , @chanelofficial , @delcoreofficial , and @jilsander are pictured here. PHOTOGRAPHER. @zoenatalemannella @clmagency STYLIST. @simonrutigliano MAKE UP ARTIST. @bianca__marzocchi @martina__dandrea using @chanel.beauty HAIRSTYLIST. @ezio_diaferia_ @barstudiosmilano
Turning Heads. 02 Modeling just happened to me. Clients would offer me jobs, and I’d simply accept or not, based on creativity and budget. It worked magic for almost two decades. Until COVID happened. That’s when things slowed down a bit, and I decided to take a more active role in my career. I recognized my unique values: my voice, my beliefs, and my experiences. By being unapologetically myself, I engaged with an audience who liked me exactly for the woman I was. Consequently, I started working with brands that embraced my values—a much more rewarding dynamic. When I got cancer, everyone became understandably defiant about approaching me for work. Besides sending me flowers and heartfelt cards, brands stopped considering me as someone that could represent their brand. I wanted to show them and the whole world the power that my new look holds. I unlocked the potential of the new me so that I could feel my worth again. Thanks to all the brands that supported me in this project. @hermes , @chanelofficial , @delcoreofficial , and @jilsander are pictured here. PHOTOGRAPHER. @zoenatalemannella @clmagency STYLIST. @simonrutigliano MAKE UP ARTIST. @bianca__marzocchi @martina__dandrea using @chanel.beauty HAIRSTYLIST. @ezio_diaferia_ @barstudiosmilano
Turning Heads. 02 Modeling just happened to me. Clients would offer me jobs, and I’d simply accept or not, based on creativity and budget. It worked magic for almost two decades. Until COVID happened. That’s when things slowed down a bit, and I decided to take a more active role in my career. I recognized my unique values: my voice, my beliefs, and my experiences. By being unapologetically myself, I engaged with an audience who liked me exactly for the woman I was. Consequently, I started working with brands that embraced my values—a much more rewarding dynamic. When I got cancer, everyone became understandably defiant about approaching me for work. Besides sending me flowers and heartfelt cards, brands stopped considering me as someone that could represent their brand. I wanted to show them and the whole world the power that my new look holds. I unlocked the potential of the new me so that I could feel my worth again. Thanks to all the brands that supported me in this project. @hermes , @chanelofficial , @delcoreofficial , and @jilsander are pictured here. PHOTOGRAPHER. @zoenatalemannella @clmagency STYLIST. @simonrutigliano MAKE UP ARTIST. @bianca__marzocchi @martina__dandrea using @chanel.beauty HAIRSTYLIST. @ezio_diaferia_ @barstudiosmilano
Turning Heads. 02 Modeling just happened to me. Clients would offer me jobs, and I’d simply accept or not, based on creativity and budget. It worked magic for almost two decades. Until COVID happened. That’s when things slowed down a bit, and I decided to take a more active role in my career. I recognized my unique values: my voice, my beliefs, and my experiences. By being unapologetically myself, I engaged with an audience who liked me exactly for the woman I was. Consequently, I started working with brands that embraced my values—a much more rewarding dynamic. When I got cancer, everyone became understandably defiant about approaching me for work. Besides sending me flowers and heartfelt cards, brands stopped considering me as someone that could represent their brand. I wanted to show them and the whole world the power that my new look holds. I unlocked the potential of the new me so that I could feel my worth again. Thanks to all the brands that supported me in this project. @hermes , @chanelofficial , @delcoreofficial , and @jilsander are pictured here. PHOTOGRAPHER. @zoenatalemannella @clmagency STYLIST. @simonrutigliano MAKE UP ARTIST. @bianca__marzocchi @martina__dandrea using @chanel.beauty HAIRSTYLIST. @ezio_diaferia_ @barstudiosmilano
