

Eugena Washington stands five feet nine and a half inches tall and refuses to hold her tongue. She owns her height, her choices, and the name she built as a model. Her mantra is simple: Why the hell not? Raised in Palmdale with seven brothers and sisters, she wanted out. Cycle 7 of America’s Next Top Model gave her the platform. Second runner-up. National attention. Work followed fast. Then Playboy called. They asked her to pose for the 60th-anniversary spread. She said yes, kept the connection open, and when the text came asking if she wanted the centerfold, she answered the same way: Why not. Why the hell not. She is Miss December now, yet her mind is already racing ahead. Beauty products are next. A hair line called DTMH by Eugena. Don’t touch my hair. The message is the product. The message is also her life. No one gets to set the limits but her.

Eugena Washington stands five feet nine and a half inches tall and refuses to hold her tongue. She owns her height, her choices, and the name she built as a model. Her mantra is simple: Why the hell not? Raised in Palmdale with seven brothers and sisters, she wanted out. Cycle 7 of America’s Next Top Model gave her the platform. Second runner-up. National attention. Work followed fast. Then Playboy called. They asked her to pose for the 60th-anniversary spread. She said yes, kept the connection open, and when the text came asking if she wanted the centerfold, she answered the same way: Why not. Why the hell not. She is Miss December now, yet her mind is already racing ahead. Beauty products are next. A hair line called DTMH by Eugena. Don’t touch my hair. The message is the product. The message is also her life. No one gets to set the limits but her.