Aside from artistic fulfilment and shooting genetically blessed human beings, one of my favourite parts of jobbing behind the camera is that, in a way, you can realise concepts and garments that you could never have projected through your personal style. Such is the beauty of visual story-telling – you can live you secret adolescent dreams of being an after-dark 70s goddess with loose waves and defiant platforms, all the while saving yourself the embarrassment of actually attempting any of the above because you have a poker straight long bob that won’t hold curls and not a molecule of fabulous in your body to speak of.
This is essentially what went down on set for the Rodeo Show campaign I worked on from behind the lens, a rack of their new collection and a tray of large gold accessories – probably the only element I can personally pull off from Jerry Hall in her prime without looking like a total loser. Thankfully, Cassie (who I shot way back in March for my photo exhibition, and have been dying to shoot with ever since) and Clara (even pictures of this girl exude Parisian charm) were on hand to contribute the luxurious hair, long limbs, red lips and je ne sais quoi necessary to lounge on leopard and satin sheets and/or stomp down sweeping marble staircases.
We did still forgo the blue eyeshadow for blue lace, though. Thank god. Blue eyeshadow must never return.
Now, as we know, I’ve never been much of a conventional Spring Racing newsletter dresser (I’m usually a pants-er, for starters), but this peachy keen draped dress situation has got me thinking… perhaps over some flares? Watch this space.
Hope you enjoy these as much as I loved working on the shoot with this A-team!