In the last half hour of my crinolines photoshoot with Theresa (of Existimatio), the sun began to set over the hills of Wellington and lit up the rather spectacular cloud formations in glowing azure and gold.
Theresa was madly snapping away, capturing me and the sky, and the gorgeous, glowing light over the city.
Suddenly she had an idea. “Stand right there and let me get your profile against the sun!”
So she snapped away, making “Ooooh” noises and telling me to move just a wee bit forward or a wee bit back,* until I became envious and said “Me, Me, Me! My turn! I want to try it on you!”
But all I got were photos where Theresa’s hair looked like it was on fire:
Then I had an idea. “Raise your hand…no…the far one…yep, that’s just right..now click your fingers”
“Perfect! Now LET THERE BE LIGHT!”
And there was.
Yep, and a happy one at that!
These pictures particularly amuse me because we played ‘Let there be light’ at our last photoshoot as well, but that time it was Theresa’s idea!
*ironically, I don’t like most of the photos of me against the sunset because I have a love/hate relationship with my profile, the fit issues with the Greek Key bodice really bug me, and my hair was beginning to fall out and looks messy and made my bonnet sit wrong