Ring! Ring! Ring! My cell phone goes off at what seems like the crack of dawn to me, but it's already 9:30 am. Norwayne is on the other end, screaming at me to get a pen and paper. " Renee, you've got a very important casting with FQ magazine and they need a beauty girl," he goes on to say. Still wiping the sleep out of my eye, I scurry around for my date book and a pen.
I guess the deciding factor was that of the infamous Jeanne Becker. I almost cry every time I think of they way she embraced my style of beauty and welcomed me openly to this opportunity. I felt like I was on American Idol, when they all said "Yes!"