It's hot and I'm sitting shaded by trees at a Cal State Fullerton coffee shop waiting for this month's model, Alie Layus, to show up. I have a few minutes to spare so I stare at what college girls look like these days. Not too shabby, but I realize that there are only a few things better than doing an interview with, quite possibly, the most beautiful girl on campus. But this face-to-face sit-down is a guarantee that I won't get ticketed for anything.
Alie strolled up, hiding behind these big Gucci-style sunglasses, but I saw that she stood up to the beauty that the camera captured just the other day. She's got a certain style that grabs your attention right from the get-go. We small-talked for a minute, but since she and I stole spots in 30-minute parking, we cut the foreplay short and went right to it. We wrapped up 45 minutes later-I didn't even mind the $15 ticket. Shoot, I got her phone number, my foot in the door, and future opportunities to kick it. If anything, I got away cheap. Hate me, you fools.
2nr: What made you get into modeling?
Alie: I never thought I'd get into the import scene. I want to do more mainstream commercial stuff.
2nr: But in the meantime, how long have you been doing shows?
AL: It's been about a couple years now.
2nr: What will you be doing after you get tired of shows-what's the 5-year plan?
AL: My life is fuckin bananas right now! If you asked me that question five years ago I know I wouldn't be telling you that I'd be modeling. What I can tell you is that in five years I'll be happy and be making lots of money-and hopefully I'll have someone that'll be taking care of me!
2nr: Whoa! I'm not saying that you're a gold digger...
AL: Not THAT way. I just want someone to spend some time with me. I'm not talking about money because in five years I'm going to have my own money, my own car, my own house.
2nr: Just a guess, but it may seem that you changed your notion against dating "nice guys". I don't know ... are you still looking for a guy to beat up your emotions?
AL: Yes, I've changed. I'm done dating assholes.
2nr: Are you sure? I mean, we're never assholes in the beginning.
AL: Yes! And it seems that I've been meeting a lot of nice guys lately, but then again I always tend to meet weird guys! My friends are always wondering why I can't meet anyone normal. The last guy I tried to date...I found out that he went to cosmetology school.
2nr: Wait, you couldn't tell he went to cosmetology school? I mean the guys working the makeup counter at the mall aren't exactly subtle.
AL: He was...like...gay...but he wasn't gay. He freaked me out one time because he asked to borrow my mascara because he had to put on his goatee. The last guy I dated cheated on me.
2nr: Well, don't you go on feeling that you're striking out. But just to let you know-that's two swings.
AL: That's why I want the nice guy now. I want a nerd!
2nr: The nerd you say? Did I tell you I like computers and electronic gadgets?
AL: Nerds won't leave you. They won't cheat on you. I want somebody who will be my best friend. I'm really into music so he has to like music too-I like underground hip hop, like Living Legends and Atmosphere; rock and classic rock-especially The Beatles.
2nr: What would this dream guy be like?
AL: He has dark hair and eyes. He has to be funny because I honestly believe that I'm the funniest person in the world so he has to be able to make me laugh. He also has to be able to get my sense of humor.
The guy I'm thinking of has the style of James Dean and Johnny Depp, but I also like that cornrow gangster guy from Barbershop-he's so cute! That's it! Bow Wow. I want to marry Lil Bow Wow. He just has to make me laugh and do cute stuff for me. When someone finally proposes to me it better be cute and creative or I'm telling him to go back and do it again! I need someone that shows up at my photo shoot with flowers...cute stuff like that cause I've never had that done.
2nr: Good luck with the humorous corn rowed nerd that likes hip hop and rock that doesn't mind carrying your purse while petting your hair like it was a soft, furry hamster. Some girls have those already they're called "wuss-boys"; some call them "stalkers".