When my sister and I were young, our dress-up box (who are these kids who have trunks?) was something to be envied. Thanks to a grandmother who bought any and everything she found on sale, whether bedazzled, feathered, or gilded, and a mother with enviable style for a woman on a budget, we had our pick of the beautiful and the bizarre.
Playing dress-up the way we did as kids - wearing clothes that transform us into a person from another country, universe, or time - is a pastime that rarely makes it to adulthood, even if the pull to become someone else is still there.
Luckily for ME, I have clients who have kept a firm grasp on the kids they used to be, marrying them with the women they have become, to make for some quality dress-up shoots. Sprinkle in some moody lighting and set the whole play date in a beautifully appointed living room, and playtime begins.
