Image: Cameron Randall/ @rameroncandell. By Jessica Ruscoe.

When I was 19, I was asked if I would consider bleaching the moles off my face.

Sitting in the promising space of a modelling agency, I hid my shock as the agent dangled the fantasy of what could be if I followed their strict projection into the fashion world.

It wasn’t something I’d ever considered. Aside for a brief period in primary school where my ‘beauty marks’ were the topic of childish torment, there was never a time where I distinctly disliked them.

“If we were an agency in New York, that would be the first thing we would do.”

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As I sat there contemplating surgery, I recalled an impromptu shoot I did with a friend where he photoshopped the moles off my face. It didn’t look like me.

“I’ve never thought of doing that,” I admitted.

“Well it’s just something to think about.”

It’s a strange thing to reflect on, the way I have always felt about myself, the way I’ve never liked been disliked, and yet when it came to the modelling industry I found myself more thick-skinned than ever.

Jessica. Image: Cameron Randall/ @rameroncandell.

I was always aware it was I who needed to fit the mould, to transform into the gem they saw hidden in me. Two inches below my current hip width, several ribs more prominent supposedly laid a beauty I’d always dreamed of becoming. In my darkest hour still, I wish to become her.

It was with intense sincerity I discussed the faults found within my figure. As if we were discussing the inadequacies of a three star motel.

In meetings to come, I found myself laughing with the agent about my previous size, comparing myself to the shy girl who walked in several weeks earlier.

For a long time I’ve found myself apologising for my body. Finding solace in the knowledge that I could be better; could look better, feel better. A vanity that consumes me at the weakest of times; a painful reminder that I have never been good enough in my own eyes.

I was never properly represented by that agency simply because I was always in the process of ‘losing weight’. I never got to the standard model measurements, despite the weekly meetings where my bust, waist and hips would be measured. I "progressed" for a while but eventually I stopped.(Post continues after gallery.)

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