I created this video from a simple prompt — I got from Pretty and Paid Playground Skool. a girl standing in the sun, speaking her story.But the message behind it is real. Most places ask you to consume content. Here in Memoir Skoll , we do something different. We witness the story as it unfolds. I share chapters as I write them.I create visual scenes inspired by those moments.And together, we watch a life being documented in real time — the victories, the lessons, and the growth. If you’ve ever wanted to tell your story…or simply be part of one that’s still being written…you’re welcome here. Want to read the chapters as they’re being written? Send me a message for the key. Fun fact: I’ve never taken a selfie in my life. I’m dyslexic, and getting the camera to go where I want it is harder than people think — so I put the camera on a stand and hit record and direct myself instead. #I Escaped Hollywood, Barely.

@Carl Morgan #Tokyo 1986 with Carl ✈️ CBS Special: American Models in Japan (1986) I remember standing at a payphone in Tokyo when my agent told me the news. “An American film crew is coming today,” she said casually, like this happened every day. “They’re filming a special — American Models in Japan. They want to film you and do an interview.” “Oh, okay,” I said. No problem. That was my standard response back then. I was young, fearless, and half pretending I understood what I was doing anyway. What I didn’t know — what no one warned me about — was that I was walking straight into one of the most embarrassing fashion shows of my life. I was never a runway model. Not even close. I was a print girl, a personality, someone who connected through the camera — not someone bouncing down a catwalk in theatrical outfits. In twenty years, I only got accidentally thrown into fashion shows three times. Honestly, that’s not bad odds. But this one? This one was unforgettable. The outfit was the silliest thing I had ever seen — loud, awkward, completely not me — and somehow there I was, bouncing around on stage in Tokyo with a beach ball while an American camera crew captured everything. I remember thinking, Of all days for them to show up… And I’m pretty sure my Japanese boyfriend at the time — the one connected to the Yakuza world — was sitting somewhere in the audience watching the whole thing unfold. That thought alone makes me laugh now. After the show, I escaped backstage and threw on my leather jacket — my armor, my real self. Suddenly I felt like me again. They sat me down in a director’s chair, cameras rolling. “What do you love about Japan?” they asked. Without thinking, I blurted out, “I rich, I rich. Tokyo make me rich.” I cringe just writing that now. They asked another question. I looked around and said, “Everyone has brown hair and brown eyes.” I was young. I was trying to explain how different I felt there — how visible I was — but the words came out wrong, innocent and awkward and completely unfiltered.

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The decade of decadence. Big hair. Bright lights. Bigger dreams.If you remember the 1980s—or wish you could step inside them—Memoir Skool is where those stories come alive.Come write, share, and preserve the memories that shaped a generation.

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