Hand Modeling Portfolio -Sadie C

 Hello,

I am an actress based in Los Angeles. I also do hand modeling. Please see photos below for my portfolio. Feel free to contact me at info@officialsadie.com

Looking forward to hearing from you!

Casual Review of "Model Minority" the film

Today I watched a movie called "Model Minority".
It was pretty good. Since I am in Los Angeles now, it is so real and so close to home.
The great thing about it is that I was expecting a more Asian-stereotype focused film but this wasn't. It was more like a story which happens to happen to an Asian family. Not an Asian family portrait but an American family portrait with the father that happens to be Asian. This is in a way breaking a stereotype in its own. Which is great! And so real because I am sure any family could experience this.

As an Asian, I thought the family was NOT Asian at all. They are like Americanized, which they are. And only a trace of Asianness is left, for example calling grandma's ba-chan, I see that in my Japanese American friends. And the conflict with white people and black people, that is so real and such a reflection of an Asian American kid growing up in LA.

I just wondered how this family is so conflicted, do they love each other? Sometimes they do, when their mom was in trouble, the sister was quick to leave the drugdealer boyfriend to take the mother home.  But then the mother is abusive and the sisters don't give a f and seemed to give up on their mother and go hang out with their cool friends. The dad never appeared until the end. The grandma cared a little and then stopped caring until the sister is in jail, then she started caring again. That is one strange family.

Both sisters are great actresses. Perfect for the roles. The dad's face is so chiseled and handsome he doesn't look like a construction worker. And why is there a white trash mom who doesn't love the family and is a drug addict? The dad and mom are one odd couple for sure.

But yay for another great raw film reflecting a raw piece of life. Great thing marijuana is legalized so we hopefully wont see something like this happen too much.

Suddenly turning into a sad me

3/17 and 18
Did a photoshoot with a photographer named tibi from Las Vegas.
He was pretty chill.
He was in town for a week so I met up with him twice and did 2 shoots actually.

We sneaked into a luxury apartment and went to the roof to shoot. It was fun. Then manager found us, but she was cool enough to let us be there for a little bit and shoot a few more photos.
Funny it all worked out well.

His memorable quote was "everything is about sex." Ok I better explain.
So he took a marketing course, and every commercial and marketing plan evolves around the concept of sex and sexy. That's all every and any human wants, according to this theory. So things like coca cola, car commercial, any commercial, will feature some sort of sex appeal in order to grab eyeballs.
I mean I heard that's all guys think about all day lol. But for us women, I dont think about it so much at all. Not every day at least.
But I guess if more than 50% of the population does think that way, commercials will tend to go that way as well...
So he thinks portrait photography is also about being sexy.
I dunno. I guess. Not 100% convinced but ok I did learn something today.

I look like tom sawyer??!! lol


After the shoot, I had a happening that still saddens me today, 2 months later.
So I got into final rounds of a Kate Spade commercial thing. They were casting Asian daughters, and since I am authentic Asian immigrant daughter, and my audition tape was great, I got into the last round! The director from NY would skype with me that day to talk!
I was so thrilled, but I did a bad job. I didn't know what I was talking about. I was not charming enough as a person... so she didn't like me. That must be it because I never heard back from her!
Maybe I was tired from the shoot. Maybe I looked ugly after 2 hours of running around modeling in the sun. Maybe we just didn't vibe.
I can go on forever. But I will try not to.
Fail forward, that is what I have been taught.
I can only go on.
Even though that would have been a big break for me..

Oh Well. I will get over it.

Sorry to end this blog post in a sad tone. But I gotta say nobody is happy all the time.

Hair Modeling into a Bob cut

3/11/2019
Today was a record-breaking busy day. I had multiple offers for work and I had to turn down some.

At 11 I went to a hair salon in Studio City, and got my hair cut by a professional stylist. Basically by being a hair model. And I am getting paid for it. So I did it.
It was cut to up to my shoulder and was a bit short, but I pleaded that it could be in a ponytail so it was long enough to be tied up.
The stylist was not too nice but it was ok. And they had refreshments. I loved that! A professional photographer took a photo of me, which turned out really nice!

Someone said I look old.
Whatever. I got paid well.

After that, I drove to somewhere near Culver City and almost to the beach. For another audition which makes you think on your feet and do an improv scene on the spot. It was great and really fun. Afterwards they led us away to sign some papers, which made me assume I got a role? But then until today, 2 months later, I still did not receive anything so I guess it is not for me :(

Drove away to the dreaded DTLA. The traffic is so busy and crazy. And there is no free parking!! Any parking costs at least $10! I am not paying that for an hour of audition! Then I was lucky to find a spot on the street with coin machine. It ended up costing like 4 dollars to park an hour. Expensive...
The audition was at a random old building. I might hesitate to go in if it was at night. But this is the bright afternoon so it was ok.

It was for a commercial calling for Japanese women. I am not but I submitted anyway and they asked me anyway. I see on the sign in list, the names were all Japanese except for me..

On the 3rd floor of this old building, I finally found the suspicious looking room. I opened the door, 3 teenager looking kids are inside, swiping away on their phones. I was barely greeted, and was told to stand on the bright side of the room. A kid took photos of me, front and side. And they said that's all. Um are you sure?
Yeah.
They told me to wait outside the door for 5 minutes, and if they didn't call me, I could leave.

That was the randomest audition so far.

So I drove home then, having been so tired out from the day. Ended this busy day.