I’m twenty-five, I think, I don’t know, I forgot after twenty-one. Outside of modelling, I don’t do much, I pretty much kick back, surf and do a bit of life-saving now and then.
I’m living at home helping mum and dad out. One day I’m modelling the next I’m picking up horse shit. It’s a pretty simple life. I love that it’s so extreme.
My tribe is Te Whānau-ā-Apanui. East coast. The school that I went to had about 100 students and with most of them being Maori and coming from Maori homes, all the other kids used to bully me because I didn’t look like the other Maoris which kind of made me like “eh? I’m Maori".
Growing up I spent a lot of time with my grandmother who’s also still alive today. She’s ninety-six and I still have a lot to do with her. Before we put her in a home I spent two years studying dementia and got this certificate so I could be her full time carer. She was a bitch growing up, but trust me, she’s a GC.
To me, beauty is just a title and that’s what we need to get over, we’re all human, it’s just a name of something. For me, beauty is just peace, calm, tranquillity.