Attack of the Actor/Models! (I’m running out of ideas for titles.)
My friend Larry is a actor/model. Actor/models are easy and fun to make fun of, until you actually meet one in person. That being said, I’ve met Larry in person, and he’s really cool. Anyway, onto the story.
Now, to be an Asian American male model is difficult — if you’re an Asian chick, you can always find a gig posing in front of a car or rub mangoes all over yourself while someone videotapes you. But to be an Asian model/actor, you’re reduced to playing an extra on any movie involving the Vietnam War or those episodes of Nash Bridges when Don Johnson goes into Chinatown.
So any extra print modelling work he gets is great! Even when it’s, you know, a stock photograph for The Princeton Review, a college prep program. I mean, could you just imagine the conversation behind this photo shoot?
Photographer: So, we’re doing some photography for the Princeton Review, and we need a suave male that can look academic, yet devilishly handsome. You’re 17, right?
Larry: No. I’m a little older than that.
Photographer: You’re Asian, close enough. Now, I want you to lie on the floor with these giant calculus books. And wear these pair of glasses and this non-assuming gray sweater, won’t you?
Larry: Fine.
Photographer: Awesome! Now, on the count of three, I want you to give me a big smile and say “Studious Asian Male!” One, two, thr…
Larry: (through clinched teeth, muttering) “fuckyermama!”
Photographer: *click* What did you say?
Larry: “Cheese!”
(Note: This is a link to Larry’s acting resume, which is a feeble attempt by myself to not have Larry hate me forever by writing a post about him. Thanks for the link, Wahine.)
