Models, Monster, Minnie and Me: protaras

Wednesday, 13 June 2012

La Galère

This is one of the most magic places in the world to me. It fills me with a sense of calm, the outside world ceases to exist and I am blissfully happy. Days spent tanning, swimming, eating well, drinking copious cocktails, and always excellent godsisterly company, it's the kind of place you never want to leave. The time spent there always seems to go by much too fast, but at the same time three revitalising days energise you in such a way that it feels like a month. I don't really know how to explain what this place does to me, to my insides, to my heart.

Every hour of the day here holds some kind of magic in the light and the way it hits the water, the rocks, the trees, the island.

morning

lunch

dusk

sunset

full moon

In between waxing lyrical on how amazing everything is, and the ridiculousness of whining about irrelevant things like "oh god, it hurts my arms so much to have to hold my book up like this, but I simply cannot roll over- I'm not ready to tan my back yet" - there is the obligatory sillyness and excessive drinking -

our basket of essentials - suncream, tanning lotion, leg knives (pink), underwater camera casing for the waterproofing of certain goods on swimming trips (revitalising kit-kats and such)

Dermot 'edward cullen from Twilight' Ryan ready for the swim

day time drinking is totes acceptable

but we also enlighten our minds on global affairs...while drinking and tanning

we make poses in fluorescent tops, like awesomesauce douchebags

D does thoughtful looking day-drinking

We take our baby-foot tournaments very seriously.

But not as seriously as we take our tanning/intercostals.

' The Triple Cherry'

' Dermot's Disaster ' (actually delicious)

After Cocktail hour we are good children and have communal tooth-brushing and get to bed at respectable hours.

Peace&Love&Intercostals

Monday, 18 July 2011

Till I get started...

I find that in this digital age, where everything is fast, disposable and supposedly easy- it is in fact quite hard to track down the final images from the shoots I have done. So until I have run up and down the 6 floors of the Filly building (power cuts) in my high heels and headphones, pestering all the re-touchers for my images, these will have to do.

So far this summer has been very different to previous years. While last summer was amazing (month in NYC with my wingtwin), this summer I have been hard at work churning out a shit-tonne of fashion editorials. Those of you who know me know exactly how lazy I am, and what a whiny so-and-so I can be... so I'm going to shock you... I have been LOVING my hard work, LOVING all the clothes, LOVING the long-sticky-beach-shoot days, LOVING the people I have been meeting, and LOVING the end result of my shoots.

That's not to say I don't have the occasional shitfit or grumpy day, but generally I have been feeling like a total rockstar when it comes to work- five fashion editorials in 3weeks, paaahhh why don't you just throw a few more in there for me? I'll knock it out the park, and get a tan while doing so.

Here is a little selection from messing around between shots/after shoots in the last few weeks.