This is the sixth part of Ali's story, courtesy of her mother Patty (tFS user modelmom). Ali's journal chronicles the beginning of her modeling career in Paris at 15 years old (which was in 2002). Patty's comments are italicized and the format has been edited. 

Read Part 1 here,  Part 2 here, Part 3 here, Part 4 here, and Part 5 here.

Not a great day in Paris. I went to the agency to talk to my booker, Florence. She handed me a list of 12 castings. I just looked at her and my mom told her that we were done with castings, and could we please know when we would be getting our tickets to go home?

Another agent, Sybil, came in to tell us that I had an option with Vogue France and to please stay until the photographer could meet with us. My mom thinks it’s just a way to get us to stay longer so she isn't too happy as we walk out the door.

As we are leaving, another lady is coming in, and she stops us to ask how our day is going. My mom’s in no mood for chitchat and she says “About as bad as you can get”.

The lady replies she’s really sorry to hear that and then extends her hand and says “Hi, I’m Katie Ford."