Hi, I'm Hannah, I kind of accidentally got into the world of models with legs who still don't quite understand how to walk in heels. I grew up in a small Turkish town by the sea, where the most exciting events took place, when storms threw huge chunks of amber ashore or when I sat on the pier and drew all sorts of nonsense in a notebook, and the rain drummed on my hood. I eventually moved to Antalya. Modeling? It came out of nowhere. At first, I was just fooling around in front of my friend's camera, making faces, and six months later I was already standing on the set, trying to look like I knew what I was doing. I am not one of those people who at first glance look flawless in front of the camera. I have a scattering of freckles on my face that turn into a whole starry sky in the summer, loud and not very feminine laughter, and I regularly trip over my own feet, especially when I'm nervous. But that's exactly what I like about being real, not a plastic picture.
