Denrele Edun has bravely recounted a narrative from the time he was struggling to make it as a mannequin. His story is one among resilience and reveals most good issues don’t come straightforward.
The media persona advised of how he went after designers, begging to mannequin for them. Most of them made enjoyable of him, advised him he doesn’t have what it takes. Different fashions laughed at him, and he was utterly ignored.
He needed to hop from one bus to a different to get to completely different venues, but he at all times met rejection.
Based on Denrele, one explicit designer regarded him up and down and advised him, “You possibly can by no means stroll on my runway. U appear like a malnourished Somalian refugee.”
When the designer ultimately gave him an opportunity after he waited for 12 hours in his workplace, he wasn’t paid for the job and a stranded Denrele needed to trek “from V/I to Yaba the place vigilantes made me frog bounce on the categorical.”
The now wanted mannequin and media persona, who has made it a number of instances to the quilt of a number of magazines, wrote:
Shola Inventive Studios, SuruLere.
An (Androgynous) Male Mannequin must be psychologically robust; there’s a number of rejection!
Within the spirit of FashionWeek, permit me dig out my dusty portfolios and reversion my first ever skilled modeling shot!
Regardless of d disgusted appears to be like from passers by, I walked with my defiant confidence to d native bus-stop to board a Molue that’ll take me to a different Designer’s showroom.
I had developed a knack for showing at Style Designer showrooms and their homes to current my footage & my overwhelming persona. All in a bid to persuade them to stroll of their reveals.
Thoughts you; I used to be the shortest, skinniest Male Mannequin at the moment, however that didn’t deter me. The Hustle was actual!
I acquired to a designer’s home and noticed a cluster of prime fashions. All of them burst into laughter once I walked previous however then, who cared? Sighting a well-known face, I ran as much as her and was advised fittings had begun. In my regular bravado, i noticed the designer & walked as much as him.
Second i launched myself & my intentions, he stared me down and requested,
“Are you a Refugee?”.
“No Sir, however I’m the mannequin with a novel look who’ll like to stroll for u,” I threw again confidently.
He regarded me up and down and mentioned, “U can by no means stroll on my runway. U appear like a malnourished Somalian refugee”, and with that he confronted his tailors & continued giving directives. “I’ll wait in d Showroom Sir, until u’r prepared to suit me”, I answered bk & walked in to the reception.
This designer really hissed & went in. Got here out, dismissed all d different fashions with out me noticing and left the constructing.
Wit all d bravado I may muster, I waited for an agonizing 12 hours. I used to be scared to go get one thing to eat cos i didn’t wish to miss his entrance.
At bout 11pm, he strolled in wit another fashions. They clearly had completed a shoot & he appeared to be in a light-weight temper.
Seein my likelihood, I walked as much as him.
This time, he misplaced his cool.
However that didnt cease me from strolling his present weeks after.
He refused to pay me & not solely was I stranded however needed to stroll from V/I to Yaba wher Vigilantes made me frog bounce on the categorical!
The Designer? We’re buddies until date!
Why? Denrele get clear thoughts!