I’ve just had one of the most frustrating mornings I’ve had in a long time. Instead of dwelling in it, I’m going to mentally escape back to Paris where we shot these photos – a place that is very much close to my heart.
When I think of tees, I can only recall owning two in recent years, so I was drawn to this fresh, barely there and slightly weird take on such a classic piece. I could use that description for my hair back then too. I don’t know what I was thinking having it so orange, but I think not having enough time to visit a salon made me desperately find reasons to justify why it was somewhat acceptable.
Photographer: Carin Olsson