Forbes Adele

Recently, I was shooting Christmas ornaments for a Target catalog in humid summer heat, when I received a phone call from a reporter at Forbes Magazine, who said she wanted to interview me for a story about parts modeling. I agreed to meet her the next day over coffee to discuss the wild world of […]

Popsickle

I used to fight with the wind. Literally. “Brother Wind” to be exact. (For those of you just tuning in, I grew up on a California commune, with people named Pink Heart and Apricot). At first, I’d ask Brother Wind politely to please respect the great effort that went into sweeping up large piles of […]

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Between the East and West coasts, there’s a vast glamour gap from gig to gig. In the advertising world, New York is known as the main market for fashion in the US, while Los Angeles produces a majority of commercial work. For instance, recently I shot a beauty campaign in New York, for Dior cosmetics… […]

Love

I’ve always believed being beautiful would promise love and a life with less heartache. So I became a model…actually, a hand model. Technically speaking, a “parts” model, since at my height, Iwas fortunate to get a foot in the door of fashion… I thought that working in the beauty biz would bestow me with more […]

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According to the stats-counter on my website, I’m occasionally searched as “Adele Uddo gay?” Guess the pussycat’s out of the bag. Believe it or not, I grew up straight  – at least during this lifetime. My friend, Sarah, and I were once told by a nutty naturopath that we were “gay lovers” in some other […]

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It should come as no shock that advertising is a universe of smoke and mirrors. The perfectly polished pictures we see in magazines and commercials take multi-talented teams to pull off.  Images and ideas are often as manufactured as the products being sold. On a recent shoot for an aftershave product, I ran my paws […]

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The last time I was in New Orleans during Mardi Gras, I was six years old parading around as voodoo queen, Marie Laveau. Like most children growing up in the Big Easy, I remember anticipating Mardi Gras with a similar excitement associated with Christmas. On my most recent trip this February, I learned the roots […]

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There’s a fine and excruciating line between dreams and nightmares. When I was 12 years old, I went to New York City for the first time. My Uncle Joe and his bride-to-be were deeply in love, and the family was coming from New Orleans to celebrate a joyful affair. For weeks, I awaited anxiously the […]

Father_Daughter

If asked about God, the 10-year-old inside me would pull a picture of my dad. Even today, I relate my highest and happiest moments with Him. Granted, my father’s mythical majesty was often fueled by a potent combination of coke, booze, pot, pills, horse…and any hottie he could get his hot blooded hands on. My […]

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