SEQUENCE ONE:
CRASH COURSE

CREATIVE DIRECTION: DANÉ STOJANOVIC
PHOTOGRAPHY: PAUL MOREL
FASHION DIRECTION: ANNA CASTAN
HAIR: ADAM GARLAND
MAKEUP: MANUEL LOSADA
FASHION ASSISTANT: NOUR BOU EZZ
MODEL: RAVLEEN VARGHESE / SIGNATURE ELEMENT
WORDS: ALISSA THOMAS

The pensive resistance she felt, as she stepped into the sand for the first time. Everything stopped. Everything shifted. Her feet shifted. Sinking and burning into its engulfing rapture. The air was fine and rampant, lashing glassy flecks against her skin. Relentless. She stumbles. Her eyes flinch. Her ears are still ringing. Searing heat wraps her body like a curious serpent. What is this? She squints against the light. The land beyond her is an unthinkable infinity. Where could she run to? She was caught in a boundless captivity. The sun presses its vulturous cheek against hers. Hot, lecherous. It knows she’ll fall powerless soon enough, and it will be waiting. In a gust, her dress parachutes beside her, lapping, snapping in the wind like a tortured sail. Her breath shortens as she clambers to some shade beside the wreckage. It’s still purring. Idling. Fighting the fall. Soon there will be silence. Soon she will need to make a move. But not yet. For now she needs to reconcile. This is her fractured aftermath. But it’s only the beginning.