Even the most confident woman could be made to feel slightly toad-esque after a few hours in the presence of 5'10" of toned, blonde, British supermodel- completely nude, chasing her dogs around a palm-tree shaded yard.
Another story that I couldn't make up from the archives of my assistant styling days. I was working for an A-list stylist at her Hollywood studio, which was located in the pool house adjacent to her home. We were fitting the supermodel-turned-actress (but mostly supermodel/fiancé of a major action star) for a few red carpet events, and for some casual looks to get papped in while leaving say, the Whole Foods in Brentwood, or The Ivy. Believe me, paparazzi shots are not usually unplanned, and for good reason, fashion brands love to lend their pieces to certain starlets for the mass exposure of those photos that run in People Magazine. These shots equal clothing sales.
From Balmain, to Cushnie, to Chloe, we spent hours trying looks on her, tweaking hems, rationalizing scenarios in which the look might work better- "It would be perfect for Cannes, IF we had a yacht drop off... yes, this would be SO chic coming down the gangway!" Her use of English profanity was also peppered into the conversation, i.e. "This Balmain dress needs a cunty-ier heel." At some point her two dachshund puppies got loose in the yard, and she and I corralled them back into the studio by chasing them with lounge chair cushions (me, fully clothed, contemplating if this counted as cardio, her totally nude and surely not thinking the same thing)
Naturally, everything looked amazing on her, but fear not mere mortals! Even supermodels gripe about body flaws (even if they don't really exist). As a stylist, you see it all- the person's body, and their insecurities, which can mount as said body is under the microscope of every eye in the world. Working with men or women, it's part of the job to coddle and coerce the client into what you know looks best on them, despite these insecurities, because you're the stylist and you know best damnit.
The day ended with a few beautiful options for all of her events locked down, and she walked away with some free gifts from Chloe and Tabitha Simmons. But not before the tailor showed up, and needed to park in the narrow driveway. So, naturally you throw the stylist assistant the keys to your Audi Q5 to back out onto Sunset Boulevard- you don't know stress until you've been asked to drive a movie star's luxury vehicle in LA traffic.