I was on set for a recent group photo shoot and it was my turn for single shots. I step up and as I started modeling I couldn’t help but overhear the conversation on set.
One model stated, ‘wow, she is really good.’
The wardrobe stylist responded by saying, ‘ Yes! She is fierce, you know that is her name, De’Ana Fierce?’
The model replied, Oh really?
Yeah, the stylist said, she brands herself as De’Ana Fierce.
Hearing this conversation through the clicks of the camera and the flow of my movements I realized that I truly have become De’Ana Fierce but I want you to know when she was born…
I Am De’Ana Fierce
It was a Saturday morning, I had been up all night crying because the pain of knowing someone that you fell in love with no longer even wanted to answer your calls, much less be in a relationship with you. So I locked my apartment door and didn’t answer when my roommate came knocking. She could hear me sobbing from the reality that it was over. But my roommate Danielle didn’t stop knocking; eventually, she spoke in between the crack of the door and said. Dee, I know you are in there, I just wanted to tell you that the photographer that you were talking about earlier this week is having a special, we can go to Jackson and you can do your photo shoot that you wanted to do. I will go with you… I laid on the floor staring at the wall, rolling my eyes and thinking to myself, why would I want to have my photo taken now? I’m not good enough for anyone or anything. As I lay there my chest became heavy, my gut said, Go. On that Saturday, we drove from Hattiesburg, MS to Jackson, MS and I met my first photographer his name is Christopher. I stepped in front of the camera, I heard the click, I saw the flash of light,
I felt the flash of life come over me.
After shooting a few frames he asked me, have you modeled before, with a smile I reply, no, this is my first photoshoot.
Chris responded, wow, you are a natural at this. He allowed me to view some of my photos and I was surprised at myself I said to myself, I CAN do this!
That night an old girl died and a new woman arose.
I gave her a name,
See my modeling started from a deeper cause. I started because I told myself that I couldn’t do it. But my soul told me that I was made for this. I had to choose who I wanted to believe. I had to give myself a chance. Now here I am 10 years later, my face has graced the pages of magazines, commercials, television shows, runway shows, published books, the list continues. You are probably wondering why am I writing all of this. Because I want you to know that I was born as De’Ana Davis but I created De’Ana Fierce because when it is time to dig deep and when doubt surrounds you it is up to you to keep pushing forward.
Where would I be if I had stayed lying on the floor in my tears?
But most importantly…
Who do you want to become?