Will Terry Richardson become the Tiger Woods of fashion? Where after one woman who feels wronged by him comes forward, fifteen follow? Last week, Rie Rasmussen told the Post that Richardson manipulated young girls into doing nude shoots they'd sooner or later find shameful. This week, another of his subjects comes forward with detailed accounts of what her Terry Richardson experience was like. Jamie Peck writes on The Gloss that she's "not a model, just a vain girl with nice tits who likes to pose for the occasional cheesecake photo." She posed for Richardson when she was 19, and he did not fall into the same category as "all the fine folks I’ve frolicked au naturel for," she writes. "He’s the only one who’s left me feeling like I needed to take two showers."
After meeting Richardson at a party, claims Peck, where she posed for him the first time, she went over to his studio for a second shoot. He made her tea, and then she danced around naked while the Yeah Yeah Yeahs album played on repeat and he took her picture. He asked her to call him Uncle Terry, and she did, so as not to seem like a fun spoiler.
All of that was fine, but the second time Peck went over to his studio for a shoot "was the weird one." And then her post starts reading like a Sex Diary:
Before I could say “whoa, whoa, whoa!” dude was wearing only his tattoos and waggling the biggest dick I’d ever seen dangerously close to my unclothed person (granted, I hadn’t seen very many yet). “Why don’t you take some pictures of me?” he asked. Um, sure.
So his assistants took pictures of me taking pictures of him. All the while, he was dropping names like they were hot, casually mentioning his upcoming Miu Miu shoot with Maggie Gyllenhall [sic] and Billy Crudup, wondering aloud if he could get the kid from Elephant to model, and suggesting I come upstate with him and his fab celebufriends. I wish I could say this didn’t impress me, but I was fucking 19 and nerdy as hell, okay?
Peck alleges that he got her to perform sexual favors and offered her a signed print as payment, which she declined to accept since she "felt so gross about the whole thing." She never went back, but she later heard her picture wound up in Purple, which is edited by Richardson's guy Friday, Olivier Zahm.