Model Thando Hopa revels in her albino skin


By Claudine Renaud ,AFP

By Claudine Renaud JOHANNESBURG, South Africa — Thando Hopa grew up in the shade, her porcelain skin protected by long sleeves and sunscreen until the day the South African decided to fight prejudice against albinos by becoming a model. Petite and born with an inherited depigmentation of her skin from head to toe that can lead to discrimination and even death, Hopa entered the fashion world without the usual vital statistics required of a catwalk model. Ghostly, with no make-up bar vivid fuchsia on her lips and hair sculpted to a magnificent bleached height, she exploded onto the cover of the first Forbes Life Africa back in 2013. ��It’s one of the most beautiful pictures I’ve had taken,�� says Hopa, though it took years for her to grow comfortable with a bare face, her pale eyebrows almost invisible.

��I was much younger then. I could never go out without make-up… But as time goes on, your confidence just grows,�� she says. ��It took years for me to get to a point where I could walk around without make-up.�� Hopa is a lawyer operating in the heart of Johannesburg, not far from the offices where Nelson Mandela worked as an attorney in the 1950s.

‘The most beautiful little girl’ ��I had been approached to do modeling before, but I didn’t go for it because I never saw the benefits. I thought, ‘It’s such a shallow profession �X why would I want to do that? I am a lawyer.’�� But after crossing paths with designer Gert-Johan Coetzee in downtown Johannesburg in 2012, she began thinking differently. ��Gert came to me and asked me if I would like to do a shoot and I said I would consider it,�� recalls Hopa. ��And then I spoke to my sister. And my sister said to me, ‘Don’t look at modeling as modeling. Look at it as an opportunity for you to actually change perception of albinism. Remember how you grew up. Remember how people really treated you.’�� The third born in a family of four children �X her youngest sibling was also born with albinism �X Hopa grew up with seemingly little to complain about, doted on by a filmmaker mother and an engineer father who never missed a chance to tell her she was ��the most beautiful little girl.�� But even in South Africa, where reports of albinos being murdered and their organs trafficked are extremely rare, she encountered prejudice and misunderstanding.

Strangers hugged her as a symbol of good luck, others spat to fight her bad luck. Teachers misread her poor eyesight �X a side effect of albinism �X as her being mentally challenged. ‘