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 […]

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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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Recently, I traveled to New Orleans and stayed at my Grandmother’s home, a stately symbol of stability, much like its elegant owner, Adele Uddo (The Original). At 88, Grandmother is one of the last remaining Southern Belles, delightfully polite, wonderfully charming and always well put together. Until this past visit, I’d never seen Grandmother in […]

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