Siren

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jagged wooden splinters surged, dark against the ocean froth. They were the same glossy, rich color as the sailor’s hair she’d caught a glimpse of at the rail. His inky curls had tumbled down his sun-beaten forehead, above eyes listless and enraptured. The empty, yawning void of longing in their eyes was always the same. She was almost perturbed that didn’t know what a man looked like intact any more, without being broken open to expose their lust. Yet she still couldn’t quite sustain a feeling of empathy. She raised her eyes to the horizon, where another ship was just materializing through the fog, sails pert and at attention, ready for new discoveries. Perhaps one day she would have a conversation with  a man again, but not this particular day.

 

Garments: Leaf & Crown

Jewelry: Vintage

Photography:  Heidi Calvert

Mood: Cyclic breaking apart, scattered by the tidal eddies

 

BEHIND THE SCENES:

Sometimes I get a wild hair to do lingerie, and this particular time I spent hours pouring over pictures, tutorials, etc. online trying to get an idea of what I wanted to do. In the end, I actually ended up doing what I became a pro at as a belly dance costumer: Get something off the rack, chop it up, and put it back together with a hefty serving of add-ons. The cups and under-wires of this set are from a cheap Target bra, but otherwise it’s been completely torn down and reconstructed, complete with wide, ruched tricot straps that I’m in love with! It’s hard to see in these photos, but the tricot is delicately embellished with tiny little light pink pearls which just give a more beautiful texture and depth of color in person. The in-progress image on the left was prior to this addition, but I’m hoping to get a decent close-up of the final product soon!