Denrele once walked from VI to Yaba??

Denrele Edun

Denrele Edun can be described as many things, but broke isn’t one of them. But even he had humble beginnings and he shared an anecdote on his Instagram page which harked back to those days.

Nowadays, Denrele Edun is an actor, model, TV Presenter and so much more, but he told a story of how he waited 12 hours just to talk to a designer and convince him to walk his show and also how he walked from Victoria Island to Yaba.

In the post he said:“1999. Shola Creative Studios, SuruLere. An (Androgynous) Male Model has to be psychologically strong; there’s a lot of rejection!

In the spirit of FashionWeek, allow me dig out my dusty portfolios and throwback my first ever professional modeling shot!

Despite d disgusted looks from passers by, I walked with my defiant confidence to d local bus-stop to board a Molue that’ll take me to another Designer’s showroom.

I had developed a knack for appearing at Fashion Designer showrooms and their houses to present my pictures & my overwhelming personality. All in a bid to convince them to walk in their shows.

Mind you; I was the shortest, skinniest Male Model at that time, but that didn’t deter me. The Hustle was real!

I got to a designer’s house and saw a cluster of top models. They all burst into laughter when I walked past but then, who cared? Sighting a familiar face, I ran up to her and was told fittings had begun. In my usual bravado, i saw the designer & walked up to him.

Moment i introduced myself & my intentions, he stared me down and asked,

“Are you a Refugee?”.

“No Sir, but I’m the model with a unique look who’ll love to walk for u,” I threw back confidently.

He looked me up and down and said, “U can never walk on my runway. U look like a malnourished Somalian refugee”, and with that he faced his tailors & continued giving directives. “I’ll wait in d Showroom Sir, till u’r ready to fit me”, I answered bk & walked in to the reception.

This designer actually hissed & went in. Came out, dismissed all d other models without me noticing and left the building.

Wit all d bravado I could muster, I waited for an agonizing 12 hours. I was scared to go get something to eat cos i didn’t want to miss his entrance.

At bout 11pm, he strolled in wit some other models. They obviously had finished a shoot & he seemed to be in a light mood.

Seeing my chance, I walked up to him. This time, he lost his cool. But that didn’t stop me from walking his show weeks after.

He refused to pay me & not only was I stranded but had to walk from V/I to Yaba wher Vigilantes made me frog jump on the express!

The Designer? We’re friends till date! Why? Denrele get clean mind!

 

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1999. Shola Creative Studios, SuruLere. An (Androgynous) Male Model has to be psychologically strong; there's a lot of rejection! In the spirit of FashionWeek, allow me dig out my dusty portfolios and throwback my first ever professional modeling shot! ● Despite d disgusted looks from passers by, I walked with my defiant confidence to d local bus-stop to board a Molue that'll take me to another Designer's showroom. I had developed a knack for appearing at Fashion Designer showrooms and their houses to present my pictures & my overwhelming personality. All in a bid to convince them to walk in their shows. Mind you; I was the shortest, skinniest Male Model at that time, but that didn't deter me. The Hustle was real! I got to a designer's house and saw a cluster of top models. They all burst into laughter when I walked past but then, who cared? Sighting a familiar face, I ran up to her and was told fittings had begun. In my usual bravado, i saw the designer & walked up to him. Moment i introduced myself & my intentions, he stared me down and asked, "Are you a Refugee?". "No Sir, but I'm the model with a unique look who'll love to walk for u," I threw back confidently. He looked me up and down and said, "U can never walk on my runway. U look like a malnourished Somalian refugee", and with that he faced his tailors & continued giving directives. "I'll wait in d Showroom Sir, till u'r ready to fit me", I answered bk & walked in to the reception. This designer actually hissed & went in. Came out, dismissed all d other models without me noticing and left the building. Wit all d bravado I could muster, I waited for an agonizing 12 hours. I was scared to go get something to eat cos i didn't want to miss his entrance. At bout 11pm, he strolled in wit some other models. They obviously had finished a shoot & he seemed to be in a light mood. Seein my chance, I walked up to him. This time, he lost his cool. But that didnt stop me from walking his show weeks after. He refused to pay me & not only was I stranded but had to walk from V/I to Yaba wher Vigilantes made me frog jump on the express! ● The Designer? We're friends till date! Why? Denrele get clean mind!

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That was as wild as wild stories go, Denrele Edun probably never has to walk to places again, but he’s definitely paid his dues.

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