Workin’ on my walk

As many of you correctly guessed, I will be channeling my inner Heidi Klum this coming Wednesday. After six years of innerly (and let’s be honest, sometimes a bit outwardly) mocking the modeling, I will now be a participant. My only hope is that there will be no video evidence; should there be pictorial evidence, I may or may not share it with you.

Friday night we had an hour and a half practice with the other models (aka teachers). This was actually the third practice, but due to our class schedule, Lauren and I “unfortunately” missed the first two. The practice was fittingly held in an office that has an entire wall of mirrors (think dance studio) to assist us in refining our walks, turns and poses. And so we practiced again and again and again–Lauren and I just trying not to die laughing as we strutted towards each other from opposite ends of the “stage.” We, of course, are the grand finale of teachers; the last “group” to take it to the runway. They wanted a male teacher to join us, so Anthony has been dragged into the deal. Tonight, under the careful and sassy coaching of Kami, we will be synchronizing our walks and turns in the hallway of our apartment building. Which, let’s be honest, is actually more fun than grading the seemingly never-ending pile of five paragraph essays and thesis papers that haunt my ever waking hour.

Ah yes, never a dull moment in China.