I’ve never been overly fascinated by shooting swimwear. I love a good Victoria’s Secret campaign as much as the next person, but as a photographer, I prefer filling the frame with all matter of visually provocative layers (that aren’t made up of million-dollar wings and/or sequins). Similarly, as a stylist, I prefer for a look to be of almost sculptural construction where appropriate. And in front of the camera? My Mother would sooner have a conniption, so unless I can get away with “being on holiday”, we don’t even go there. Where swimwear is entirely necessary, I always end up in wetsuits (preferably of the Lisa Marie Fernandez, We Are Handsome or Mikoh variety).
The exception for the first two criteria, of course, come around when the campaign product in question is as clean-lined as the raw, rough-and-tumble beauty of a model you get to shoot. The magic of first light at Clovelly Beach (which I would highly recommend to any Sydney-siders who’ve favoured Bondi sunrises till now) is an added bonus, once you get past watery eyes and chills to the bone. We all learned pretty quickly to keep our cold thoughts to ourselves as soon as Casey got naked. Almost. Tuyen’s first collection isn’t too far off the freedom in the nude, though not in the literally sense. These bikinis and one-pieces are the bare minimum. Perhaps, better described as the ultimate staple soft cotton tee and boyfriend jeans in swimwear incarnation, than sex appeal lingerie. I’m all for it. Get involved.