Walk.
Today I have to go to Milan for something I have done before, but which has never stopped surprising me. I have to go to Milan to practice a fashion show. Now, I know models don’t have the reputation of being the brightest bulbs in the chandelier, but this is pushing it! Placing one foot in front of the other, commonly known as walking, in a straight line until the end is reached (the end is signalled by a wall of cameras pointing at you like you just got targeted by 200 snipers who didn’t hide that well), which is the point where you turn around and retrace your steps. Don’t fall off. Don’t hit walls. I’d say most 2 year olds could pull it off on the first try. Yet here I go, 26 years old, practicing walking. You got to love all those TV shows where they try to convince you that being a model is a hard job.