My mom's side of the family is HUGE! - Double Venti 'Brady Bunch'. Her brother's and sisters are 'well-to-do' - CEOs, Dell Corporation, Doctors, Engineers, Entrepreneurs. They worked hard to get where they are today. They went to school for many years. They make a lot of money. They own big houses. They have broods of perfectly, well-behaved, intelligent children - Basically (white fence not withstanding) they live the American Dream (without all the debt)...
I love them all dearly - I grew up skipping rocks in Maine, family vacations on the Cape. Deep sea fishing, swimming at Martha's Vineyard, catching sea frogs with my little brother next to the most picturesque lighthouse you have ever seen.... Lobster dinners, watching the sunset with my grandfather, sail boating with my uncles....But as I get older, visiting gets difficult- Most of them have no idea that I model nude (nor can they know) - All the things you read on this blog, the majority of my life, I cannot talk about: Who I meet, where I travel, my roadtrips, my photographers, my photos, model friends, all these amazing stories... I find myself terrified to interact with my own family - Afraid I might let something slip, afraid that I will accidentally say something wildly inappropriate (which I do.... enough and often)....
Guess, what I am saying is..... I wish that I was more like them sometimes... I wish I could relate to my family more often. I wish I had a job that I could discuss over dinner... I wish they could look at me and be proud of what they see (because, they don't)
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Dont forget to save room for desert!
Nice!
Bless your heart
Well written. What do you tell your family you do? Most importantly enjoy!
Oh Happy Thanksgiving to you hun!! Yes, the Family Drama. I think you and I could publish the bible for all those who have had to deal with the freaks and weirdos of their family tree. I always feel like Marilyn from that old TV show The Munsters. She was the only seemingly normal one and sometimes looked completely lost. Thankfully, I choose to avoid them. Don't like drama being forced on me. Well, anyways, I really am impressed with your writing skills. There's a certain poetry to the way you put things. You HAVE GOT to write a book, I'll be the first in line, of course. Enjoy the Turkey sweetie (at least the one on the table, not the two-legged ones around you lol). TTYS. *HUGZZZZZ* 8)
Aw sweetie..First, & foremost, HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!!!!!!!!!! Secondly.. You make your own perceptions about family, & You, yourself, are responsible for them... Don't sweat the "what-if" so much.. & just do your best to tune it out, & enjoy their company. ~Pedro.
BEAUTIFUUUUL!!!!!! i love it your cuties pics with jeans MAGNIFICENT!!!.
I crazy for you =)
My guess is that your family will be initially shocked if they knew what you do but after a bit of time they will say "Oh well, London's a big girl and she ain't going to listen to us anyway." There will be a bit of initial difficulty and then they will be curious about what it all entails.
Happy Thanksgiving
Being european, i have no knowledge whatsoever of the concept of Thanksgiving. Other than the countless movies i have seen on sappy sunday afternoons, regarding the aforementioned subject, i really don't understand it. But on outlook of it, it seems to be just another sunday lunch in south europe. Me, a portuguese or any spanish, italian, greek or whatever breed of latino heritage that has spread around the globe, can relate. Yeah, it's all hugs and kisses and whatever, but come a certain point in the lunch, there is always that "unconfortable" silence, as Mia Wallace once said, to John Travolta's Vincent Vega.
And then they always turn to the quiet guy/girl. Yeah, you in the corner, looking down on your plate, trying to pass by unnoticed. No such luck. So London, my advice to you is something i've learned on my own account. Lie thru your fucking theet. Or even better, say the thruth.
Believe me, sometimes it's so unbelievable that they can't reckon that you are telling the trhut and most likely they will laugh their ass off and nod their head and go" Oh, London you say the funniest things... showing your ass on the internet..." Thrust me, sometimes its the greatest. I once told my mom the thruth, that i went on a drinking binge that started in Lisbon and ended in Instambul, four weeks later.
Do you know what she said to me? She slapped me in the face and told me " i didn't raise you so that you can lie to your mother"
But, that's me. I'm just an idiot. You, sweet girl, are not. You are a much more inteligent and reasonable woman. But, ultimately, my advice is: be happy. Live life with no reservations. And have some fun.
The best for the festivities,
Love from Portugal,
Pedro
ps- by the time this is published it will be long gone, your holiday. Hope you didn't followed any of my advice. Kisses
At some point in your life, sooner I hope than later, all those that you are hiding from, and hiding is not the best word, will appreciate and love all that is "London Andrews" and regret they did not know YOU sooner!
Bruinman - I really don't tell them anything.... They know that I travel, they know that I don't have a real job, that I do not go to college - they know that I live in Austin - and luckily, they all love Patrick because HE has a real job and is successful with it....
God, I will be happy when he gets here...
Evan, I know. I should join a writing group or something in Austin - I need someone to take my computer away and I need someone to make me write.... One of these days, you know....
I think, that as long as I am not 'doing something on their level'.... something rich, something successful - I don't think they will ever understand.
They don't understand freedom..... They gave it up years ago. They don't understand that a sunrise in the desert, breathing the air in the Ozark mountains, swimming naked in river in Yosemite - that to me, right now in my life, is still more important than a house or a nice car. It is more important than health insurance (as much as I would love to have it....) - They just could never understand. It is pointless to try. They are from another planet than I am....
I just need to enjoy the week and I need to try not to dwell on things, you know.....
And Pedro.... : ) I think you are lovely..... : )
I do lie through my teeth when it gets bad. I just go on repeat saying, "Next year I am going back to school!" And they all nod, and mumble, and life goes on after that..... My family, they love school. : ) I just love books.
So basically U sit thru Thanksgiving Dinner and all the conversation and libation like a secret agent, letting everyone else talk and tell while quietly, cleverly redirecting conversation whenever it veers or steers too deeply in yon direction, eh?
Thou art a master of conversation, I see!
Don't you think "somebody" in your family has run across your pictures "somewhere"? I Googled Naveen Andrews, the Iraqi guy from Lost and you come up...a lot.
...I hate that you feel this way. The fact of the matter is you inspire and brighten the days of so many people. You are an incredible person, driven by different things than them. You are seeing the world and putting yourself in exciting situations. There's just so much joy you spread. There are literally thousands of people who will tell you the same thing. I wish I could just give your whole family a speech and let them know. You are just so lovely.
Dear London, First of all - Happy Thanksgiving! I hope you enjoyed your holiday and had a wonderful dinner. Second - I sooooo understand feeling out of sync with your family. Everyone feels it from time to time, but it seems to really kick in around the holidays. I come from a huge family (and I do mean huge - the sort of number when you tell someone how many brothers and sisters you have - they do a double take.) All of them are college graduates - a few with master's degrees - and all pretty successful. What's more - all married with kids (you don't even want to know how many nieces and nephews I have) and living fairly happy all-American pie lives. Here I am, not married (and before you ask - no kids ;c) and about a semester away from finishing my Associates. It's really easy to look at my glass and see it half full compared to what they have accomplished.
But is my glass half full? Is yours?
I can only speak for myself - but, I am happy. I have known a freedom in my choices that none of my siblings have ever known. I have not walked the path that they all seem to have trod lock step. I forged my own trail. So even when I have stumbled and fell ...and intermittently found myself completely lost - it was 100% under my own terms. My successes are of my own innovation and determination. I value people not by how useful they are to me or my career but by how much they inspire me - by the love that they bring into my life.
So, if I want to admire a completely beautiful, curvaceous, sentimental, silly, witty, and wise nude model that rescues homeless kittens and on occasion plays with carrots ...then I say - hell, yeah!
My choice. My friends. My life.
Christine
PS - On a totally different subject, I know you were planning to have an eBay sale ...is there a chance you can post a signed copy of Matthews "I Love Boobies" photo. By the way ...is Matthew single? Straight?
i hear you london. i took the detour route to success as well. we are just free spirits and that's difficult for white color types to appreciate. it's great that you are still able to appreciate them anyhow. i hope you figure it out at some point. at least you got Patrick right? holiday best! enjoy the fam! ~Lon
You're as sweet as sugar, when I first saw you I thought of how beautiful your face and body were. But that is no all of London Andrews? Your intellegence and elliquence is just as attractive as your appearance. You ROCK lady!
You are the best thing since God made little green apples. Bless you and everything you do. Beautiful as the day is long and sharp as a tack. You got ait all Sugar.
EssBee - Know who is even better as Master of Conversation? Patrick.
He is well versed, in pushy conservative relatives... I swear, that from aross the room, Patrick can tell when my family is starting on me... And he swoops in, gracefully, with a glass of wine in his hand, and starts talking about austin, which leads to his friends, which leads to his work place... in which, they all smile, nod, and go, "That is wonderful, Patrick! How wonderful!"
And I slip out the backdoor, into another crowd of family..... It's kinda funny, actually.
Dubba-whoooooo! I really don't think anyone in my family has found me online (yet) - If you google my 'real name' or my Jessica email addy.... "London" does not show up.... I have done my best to sever all ties between them. And the rare times that I miss something, it seems that blog readers and facebook people write me about it....
Other than Naveen Andrews and Julia Andrews.... do any other google searches find me? I think it is just the two of them.....
Cullen, I told my aunt, (when she cornered me for the second time in two days) - I told her, "I feel like I help and influence a lot of women.... I feel like I help people live their lives a little. It's nothing important but I still enjoy it" Know what she said? "Then obviously, Jessica... You should be a doctor." Hahahaha.... and I almost died laughing. Me? A doctor? I think not....
Ha! Carrots!!!! My anonymous. You and I walk the same path!..... A path which is long, winding, beautiful, full of choices and brightly colored birds.... And a path, that, when alone - can be fantasically exciting.... But Man, as soon as those other people show up, talking about their fancy jobs and their cars and things that they think matter... And they drone on and on, about how walking a long, endless path is pointless, "you must to get where you are going, and you must do it now".... It ruins the scenery, you know?
"On a totally different subject, I know you were planning to have an eBay sale ...is there a chance you can post a signed copy of Matthews "I Love Boobies" photo. By the way ...is Matthew single? Straight?"
I am going to have an ebay sale next week! - Got some amazing stuff for it this time.... I ordered five black and white art books for the sale! 18 calendars for 2011! And 30 8x10 prints!
As for Matthew, I didn't order much. I think I have one photo that Andrew Baran just shot of us together..... the one with all the rope. I guess I should have printed a few Matthew things.... We have shot together a few times now.
Matt is incredibly single... : ) But very gay....
"Matt is incredibly single... : ) But very gay...."
I am crushed.
(sigh)
Christine
Always refreshing to see such a bold, confident person have the same ol' issues with family.
Don't wish to be anyone or anything else. Seems you have a fun life.
Is it really a burden that your family doesn't know everything? One thing I've learned... Do you, and let everyone else come around!
London,
Id say you definately fit in with the entrepeneurs in your family. You follow your dream with the most dedication and discipline in the face of adversity when it comes to "body type" as well as having the stress of "hiding" your passion from your family. You seem to be in my eyes the prime example of why your mothers side of the family has their success, dedication, discipline, heart, strenght, intelligence, compassion, and in your case BEAUTY!!!
Happy "eat your face off" day honey, I am manifesting meeting you one day, a dream i wont let go of :)
Paul
London,
And of course your biological name is "jessica" of course it is. I should have guessed. Why are jessica's always so sexy, literally even the name has that twinge, just sayin. :)
Paul
Thanks so much for another heart warming post !
Though You are not going with most common standards,
You are going with Your heart,
(feel like writing in Capitals)!
And that is sooooooooooooooooooooo
WOW !!!!!!
No money can buy this feeling, to be one with one's inner wishes and dreams.
no Job can create this, as jobs are based on career and money.
You have found Your own lovely way to this, Your heart.
and from there, doing things YOU like, making money.
Please hear my pleed, don't make Yourself miserable or small,
You are stronger and happier than most of us, miles ahead of ordinary people and lives.
I understand it is hard not to have so much to share with the own family.
Keep Your work up, though it's not easy,
I love reading from YOU !
warm hugs
I can understand the heartbreak you feel from hiding that side from your family, and the fear of revealing you secret. But you shouldn't feel that you haven't accomplished as much as them just because you're not a CEO, a Doctor or whatever. You will leave a better and more powerful imprint after you, than they ever will.
Most people are like grass; sturdy, ordinary and don't stick out in the big picture. Some people are like weed; they try to walk all over you and belittle you. A few people are like flowers; beautiful, colorful and special. Then, if you're lucky, you meet someone like you; a ray of sunshine. Your warmth reaches deep inside people and make them aspire to grow, to bloom, to live more freely.
Keep on shining, sweetie.
Love from Demonik
....I swear, that from aross the room, Patrick can tell when my family is starting on me... And he swoops in, gracefully, with a glass of wine in his hand, and starts talking about austin....
So good to hear he's taking care of You, feeling, how You are, across the room,
my heart smiles!
thank You !
Dear London,
Your family should understand. You are a role model to big girls everywhere. I always knew they could look really good – my gf is quite the curvy chick and I know she's gorgeous.
But you, you take beautiful roundness to a whole new level. A level that most catway skeletons could never even dream of.
I hope you'll find the freedom of speech and peace of mind you seek. Until then, please keep showing the world your talents and hep get the curvy girls out in the open.
Peter.
I love your legs London they are astonishing in those nylons and garter belts ...pure perfection and sexiness. You are simply the best.
Do you realize how amazing you are? Of course you do. It comes out in your photos. You exude sexuality!
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