In the third trimester and 38th week of my third pregnancy, I had my first encounter with the fashion industry. I was super plus-sized. I could have relinquished my waters at any given moment. I hadn’t seen my (f)ankles in months. My boobs were like Cocker Spaniel’s ears, covered with a road map of blue veins. My fingers were thicker than Denny sausages. And… I went on National television to ‘mode