Glamour horror

In Telegraph gasesc un articol pe care vi-l recomand, despre cat de departe poti merge ca fotograf pentru o sedinta foto, cate concesii trebuiesc facute etc.

In Londra din 18 iulie a fost deschisa expozitia Fashion in the Mirror la Photographers’ Gallery.

“When, more than 20 years ago, a fashion team and I took a gorgeous fledgling model out to Crete to photograph puffball skirts on the beach it seemed like a perfectly delightful idea that would surely result in immaculately fresh and sexy photos. What could possibly go wrong? Two words: Naomi Campbell. When her stroppiness became instantly apparent in the departure lounge at Heathrow our mission couldn’t have felt more doomed if a voice from the flight-deck had told us we were heading, with low fuel and engine failure, straight for a mountain range in impenetrable fog. Retouching photographs wasn’t a widespread practice then, but, by the end of the shoot, these pictures badly needed it; she was crying in most of them. Her objections were many and whiny: it was too cold, the clothes were too short/thin/pink. The wig was rubbish. She was right about that: the wig was indeed rubbish, but, after five days of ceaseless tantrumming, the fashion team was so sick of her that a bit of wig humiliation in a national glossy seemed like delicious revenge.”

Cred ca si in Romania am putea face o colectie mult mai suculenta si mai apetisanta care cu siguranta ar tine cateva zile prima pagina a ziarelor. Diferenta este ca la noi nu se vorbeste, doar se barfeste pe la colturi si apoi se mira lumea ca nu se ia atitudine.