The Donald’s Model History

This is not going to be a political post, but let me just say that I’m not using “model,” as in ideal, and I can’t bring myself to title this “My Modeling World Encounter With President Donald Trump.” Enough said.

My first encounter with Donald Trump was in 1988. It was not the real Donald but it was real life (as opposed to not-the-real-Donald in the Twitter imposter sense). Two college friends in Boulder had dressed up as NYC’s flashy new couple about town: Donald and Ivana Trump. It was some approximation of this look (below), with some fur thrown in (to be fair here, we must remember that 80s fashion wasn’t kind to anyone). At the time, my roommate and I were dressed as static and cling. I had no idea who the Trumps were. Nor that I would hanging with the Donald a few years later.

Donald Trump, with his first wife, Ivana, circa 1988

Ivana probably had no idea her husband would soon have an affair with Marla Maples and trade her in for a newer model. Ivana had been a fashion model and Marla was an actress and occasional model. (We’re seeing a trend here.) Donald’s obsession with models became even clearer when he transported busloads of them up to his little place in Palm Beach, Mar-A-Lago (see photo), for an Ocean Drive Magazine party. It was 1993. I was young and had nothing else to do that night. The sleaze factor was mitigated by the fact that male models were invited as well. This, in my experience, was also the difference between free model dinners in Madrid (both genders invited) and Milan (only women, more often mere girls). It’s the difference between feeling like you are at a fun party and feeling like you are being pimped out.

Mar-a-Lago, the Trump estate in Palm Beach

The Mar-A-Lago arrangement pretty much worked for everyone: the men looking for hot arm candy, the models looking for sugar daddies, and those of us who just wanted a peek into the lifestyles of the rich and famous and some free drinks.

Jill Johnson, Donald Trump, and model Jeff Bowman at Mar-A-Lago

Not surprisingly, Trump was a jovial, charming host. I mostly hung out with my longtime model pal Jeff Bowman. I chatted with Donald and we discussed my plans to move to New York, the big daddy of all modeling markets, the following spring. “If I can ever help you in New York, just let me know,” he said. He seemed genuine, no wink, but I’m sure it’s an offer he made to many models.

I never took him up on it. I’m not sure how I would have…just strut into the Trump Building (which one?) and demand the Big D fulfill his promise? Ask if he could arrange a spread in Harper’s Bazaar perhaps, or a billboard in Times Square (clothed, please)? Oh well, alas, it did not come to pass.

Within a few years, a budding model named Ivanka Trump modeled in the big Versace show in Bal Harbour. She had a decent career (possibly with the help of rhinoplasty). Her dad started a modeling agency, Trump Model Management. He snagged some of the industry’s best bookers. His agency represents many modeling legends: Ali McGraw, Carol Alt, Kim Alexis, Tatjana Patitz. His agency became a loyal advertising client of my magazine, Tear Sheet. Not everyone took a chance on us 20-something publishers, so for that I’m grateful.

My friends and I used to see Donald out on the club scene. We witnessed the courting of Melania. We thought, He’s too old for her! She saw green. Or maybe even red, white, and blue… The rest of us never saw it coming.

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I’m sure that was a self-esteem crusher, but what brilliant similes! I wonder if Carmen will let me steal those descriptions for a character in my next book?

Carmen Dell’Orefice

Re. professions available to women in the 1940s: nurse (highest level), teacher, actress (“dubious”). “Model didn’t exist as a profession; it was really model slash hooker.” —Carmen Dell’Orefice

We’ve come a long way, baby. Unless you include the models who use sex to get jobs, which doesn’t always work, so then they aren’t even getting paid for it.

“I don’t think there’s any 15-year-old girl who would turn down the chance to be called beautiful. You don’t realize that you are also going to be called ugly.” —Paulina Porizkova

Paulina Porizkova for Chanel in 1982

I can relate to the first part. I think that is especially the case for a lot of models who were gangly teens, taller than the guys in high school, and maybe quirky looking too. Re. being called “ugly”—anyone who called Paulina that, then or now, is blind! I was never called “ugly” as a model (at least not to my face) but certainly had a heightened awareness of my faults: the dark circles under my eyes, my fake-looking smile, my weak right profile (turns out most people have a superior left profile—I just read an article about that), varicose veins, cellulite, my bulbous rear. Certainly models are compared to each other constantly; every casting is a beauty contest. But I was always pretty psyched to even be in the contest. Which brings me to…

Carol Alt at a casting early in her career, being addressed by an editor who said, “Who cut your hair? Your eyebrows look like shit. You’re too big for our clothes.”

“I thought, I don’t care. I knew who I was.” Later in the documentary: “I always knew who I was: a fireman’s daughter from Long Island.” —Carol Alt

Carol Alt

Critiques generally rolled off me too. It’s not like they were criticizing my writing–now that stings. But my face? That’s all DNA. I didn’t have anything to do with it.

“I would see my modeling pictures and think, ‘She looks good.’ It was never really me.” —Paulina Porizkova

Totally. In the photos was this product created by great (or not so great, depending) lighting, hair, and makeup. I could look at those photos objectively, pick them apart or compliment them, without any egotistical or self-deprecating intentions. It was just business. Even now, with old modeling photos posted on my site, I’m thinking, Look, this is the magic the industry can create (especially evident when you compare cheesy early pics to striking later ones; it’s not a different model making the difference—it’s a better team). Those photos are as much about the people working on the shoots and the experiences (to illustrate shoots I talk about in my book) as my progression as a model. I don’t mean to say, “Hey, look at me. Wasn’t I hot?” But I do agree with Paulina when she talks about how looking back, a decade or two later, you look a lot better than you thought you did at the time!

“I’m going to leave this country and not come back until Vogue puts a black girl on the cover.” —Pat Cleveland

Pat Cleveland

In 1974, they did: Beverly Johnson. Runways are still whiter than they should be, but looking at who’s in the White House, things have improved considerably.

“I was supposedly living this glamorous life, but I was crippled by the idea of growing old and where do I go next? The whole age thing—in our industry, it’s everything.” —Beverly Johnson 

Beverly Johnson, Vogue 1974

This is true. At some agencies, aspiring models are turned away from open calls if they are over 18. I certainly felt ancient heading to Europe to start a modeling career at 22. I didn’t expect a “career”; I expected a few months of work at best and then I’d go to grad school or get a real job.

“For many years I thought I’ll do maybe two more months of this and then I’ll go back to my real life. It’s a fun job.” —Christie Brinkley 

Christie Brinkley in 1980

Exactly. Models complain about the constant travel, modeling wool in summer and bikinis in the winter, shoes that mangle toes, poses that mangle the body, and crack-of-dawn call-times, but the truth is: It’s a fun job. Plenty of models—even those scraping by and subsisting on Top Ramen—have gotten addicted to the lifestyle. What I and the women in this documentary prove is that a modeling career can have longevity. My income went up as I approached 30, not down. And look at Isabella Rossellini, who started at 28 and graced 28 Vogue covers!

“I would dream about modeling. I’d hear Halston’s voice calling me to go out on the runway. Those were the good dreams, the dreams where you are flying.” —Karen Bjornson (who made a modeling comeback at age 50)

Karen Bjornson

I have modeling dreams but they are more along the lines of being late for castings or panicking because I’m still with my male model boyfriend but swear I’ve met the man I’m supposed to marry and he’s not a male model!

“With these models, it wasn’t just about their physical beauty. They had character. They had personality. They had something else going on inside.” —Calvin Klein

Next week, a look at what else some had going on inside—insecurity, drug addictions—and what some have going on outside now: plastic surgery.

Plus, as promised, the answer to the captivating question of how much $ my kid netted on her Toys-R-Us booking…

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The Icons of “About Face: Supermodels Then and Now”

I got in on the conversation in a Q & A with Timothy Greenfield-Sanders on HBO.com

Watch the “About Face” Trailer Here:

I have so much to write about this documentary, that I’ll be doing a series of posts. Stay tuned for more from: Paulina Porizkova, Carmen Dell ‘Orefice, Isabella Rossellini, Jerry Hall, Marisa Berenson, Christy Turlington, Carol Alt, Kim Alexis, Beverly Johnson, Bethann Hardison, Pat Cleveland, China Machado, Christy Brinkley, Lisa Taylor, Cheryl Tiegs, Karen Bjornson, Calvin Klein, and Jade Hobson.

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