Teresa M.

When Carson McCrae, the hottest designer in Manhattan, asked me to model a new bra in a fashion show, I knew it was a line. How could it not be? I’m anything but a runway model. Sure, I’m tall, but I’m not skinny. I got more curves than Kim Kardashian. It was definitely a line. So why did I say yes? Growing up in a commune four hours from New York City, Vixen Teal is not your typical New Yorker. Disgusted with a new leader, she leaves home and finds employment at a small boutique in Manhattan. During a chance meeting, celebrity designer, Carson McCrae, offers Vixen a modeling gig out ...