Growing up as a kid in Newark, NJ Ironbound section to be exact, you know where all Brazilians and some Portuguese first live once they arrive in the USA. I was very much home bound and would play in staircase of our apartment with neighbor kids or by myself, I remember playing with all my barbies, the pink corvette and Ken and all and I would set it all up and get easily bored, lol I also watched loads of tv, my mom worked a lot and at the time as the only child, tv was my comfort or my habit I mean. I would even watch Arsenio Hall and Honeymooners at the age of 11, strange I know, Woot woot, ( arsenio hall thing) but when I was 13 I took a career placement class where we had to study well careers and I was interested in languages so I found that an interpreter in the U.N’s starting salary was 80k and I was like this is what I want to grow up and I even tried language arts a bit and did a year of Spanish and year of Italian in college but ended up majoring in Latin American Studies and Portuguese cause my big dream was to go back to Brazil and be able to work there,see growing up I was stuck between two cultures where I felt I did not belong to neither but instead a third culture was formed, one of Brazilian immigrants and I had a lot of issues, was very depressed as a teen and so forth and I had spent great summer vacations in Brazil at grandma Feuza’s house and thought I want to live there! and when I was in college at such an early age, 17 kid living on her own, I would find myself at least once a month at the career placement office taking aptitude tests, trying to figure out you know, what will I be when I grow up because after I saw the languages you needed for the U.N I was like no way, that will not happen.So I achieved my big American Dream of getting a college education and then after sending out hundreds of resumes, and only one phone call for a marketing assistant job in Rhode Island making a wopping $8 an hour I was lost and sad because I believed education was the key, it was the answer so I would not be a house cleaner like most of Brazilian women I knew but sadly I did not really study what I should have, I just did not know better, took classes that seemed easier,so I ended going to Brazil after college to “find myself” and was a teacher for almost three years and once that adventure was over and reality hit I was back home to the USA and not to long after I would meet the love of my live Maxwel and we would have this beautiful family. I just kind of told you my life story a bit huh but seeing this post of Marcela and how she quickly had the idea of grabbing her red guitar made me just be there again, a kid not knowing much about life, bills, problems, decisions or not even knowing what I wanted to be when I grew up but just imagining that I could be anything I wanted to be and although it took my a real long time to find my passion, I am blessed I did and that inner child needs to come out and dream and imagine a bit more. So with we need some pictures don’t we.,
Here is part 2 of Marcela’s modeling pictures… ( see part 1 here) we need some inside shots with believe it or not natural lighting from windows not fully open but some shade with some blinds half way open, a stand and the lovely drop it modern backgrounds which I love so much and excited they just launched a sturdy stand to go with it. Marcela has natural talent and she will go a long way..

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