MISS HAVISHAM VIBES | 2018

Going into this photo shoot, the photographer’s inspiration for the look was very Elizabethan.

With his handmade ruffle neck collar out of coffee filters, the creative energy was flowing. The makeup artists brushes were gliding on the model’s face, and while backcombing and teasing the hair into an unforgivable nest  I was struck with the idea that this was a punk-rock post-failed-wedding Charles Dickens’ character Miss Havisham in Great Expectations.

She was dressed in rich materials – satins, and lace, and silks – all of white. Her shoes were white. And she had a long white veil dependent from her hair, and she had bridal flowers in her hair, but her hair was white. Some bright jewels sparkled on her neck and on her hands, and some other jewels lay sparkling on the table. Dresses, less splendid than the dress she wore, and half-packed trunks, were scattered about. She had not quite finished dressing, for she had but one shoe on – the other was on the table near her hand – her veil was but half arranged, her watch and chain were not put on, and some lace for her bosom lay with those trinkets, and with her handkerchief, and gloves, and some flowers, and a prayer-book, all confusedly heaped about the looking-glass. Great Expectations

I saw that the bride within the bridal dress had withered like the dress, and like the flowers, and had no brightness left but the brightness of her sunken eyes. I saw that the dress had been put upon the rounded figure of a young woman, and that the figure upon which it now hung loose had shrunk to skin and bone. Great Expectations