Just an Intro

[SupaFlyRob]

Hello There,

Im Rob and I hail from Kansas City. I have always been fairly skiddish about joining these types of sites since I seem to be painfully outnumbered by the ladies ( a statistic that I enjoy under normal circumstances), but anyways, here goes:

I never really started having a problem with not eating until 17. I played Football, Baseball, Lacrosse, and had a fairly normal guy's physiqe, best I could tell. I got my first job at the Mall at an extremely well known clothing store, whose name I dont wanna use. All was pretty cool to begin with. I got a phatty discount on clothing that I would otherwise have to beg for on birthdays and holidays, and got to work around some smoking hot ladies. Enuff so, that I ignored the fact that I was making minimum wage with no comission. all was cool in my book.

Then one weekend a bunch of promoters were in town to do a mall set up at a bunch of the stores called "Live Windows" or "Window Modeling". Those of you that have ever been to the mall and did a double take when you noticed that there are acutal human beings in the window know exactly what Im talking about.

Anyways, a few of the girls from my store convinced me to go audition, and despite being a little shy, I eventually caved in. I figured that I would have no shot in hell around all the other "pretty boys" that showed up, most of whom I assumed must certainly be gay. However, I was shocked when I got a call back later that evening and wanted me to work both the Friday and Saturday gigs and were willing to pay me more than I made at the store working 40 hours a week for 3 months.

So I worked the sets that they directed me to, and despite the uncomfort of having a male apply stage makeup to my face, It was a thrilling experience. I felt like Derrick Zoolander in the Flesh. I was further elated when upon conclusion of our work a Woman representing a talent agency in Chicago, wanted me to fly me up for a weekend to take some portfolio shots of me. To say that I had many unreal expectations dancing in my head at this point in time would be a huge understatement. I had visions of me in a bright red Porshe with J-Lo riding shotgun as I sped 150 MPH down Beverly Hills.

Well when I got to Chicago and began work on my portfolio I figured out that it was actually alot of hard work. However, I felt as though I had far more bulk and muscle tone, than nearly every other person's portfolio that I looked at. Surely, with alot of these other guys I would have no shot whatsoever, with defined biceps and pecs. I also began to hangout with alot of the other people there at night when shooting had concluded. I started to notice that we would go out to have dinner and no one would order hardly anything. They would order a house salad with no dressing and crutons, while yours truly would polish off a slab of prime rib It dodnt take long to figure out that I was somehow different.

I returned to Chicago on numerous other occasions for more of the same and slowly began to migrate towards the non-eating regimen. It wasent anything immediate. It took awhile, but I got sick of being called "Jock" and "Beefy" ( a phrase the male models loved to use to discribe me). It wasent long before, I too, joined the ranks of the perpetual non-eaters.

This brings us up to the present, basicly. 2 years elasped. I used to weight around 185 or so, now Im currently chilling at around 135 and 140. I have been in a few Print ads, but most havent ammounted to much. I maintain by taking a solid multivitamin and I use alot of Met Rx products. Lifting weights really inst feasible, so I do alot of cardio. I used to get those dreaded hunger pains alot, but I find that that is only for rookies nowadays.

Well, just thought I would give you a little of the details of my life to throw into the ring.

Thankz,

Rob