Molly Bair in ‘Best New Romantics’ by Nick Knight for V Magazine, F/W 2015
Posted Sep 15, 2015
Molly Bair invites us into the realm of the enchanted in ‘Best New Romantics’ captured by Nick Knight for V Magazine, F/W 2015. Bair becomes another being in this story set to Amanda Harlech’s powerful prose. A masterful piece of ethereal majesty, museum worthy imagery ejects a sense of symmetry as we fall into, “The deep currents of obsession”. The inertia of motion shifts through the scene as textiles flow through the air. An evocative tale of art and other yearnings, follow Knight on this trip into another world. Limbs leave the body like vines on the move, breaking over the page in balletic synergy. Multi-dimensional magic ensues as Harlech invites us to examine, “Eloquence evoked through the lens”. Folds of fabric fall across the frame like hands of a lover caressing the surface. Fashion is not merely cloth you throw over your shoulder, “design is a voice we question until it sings”. True beauty breaks from the light as (Makeup Artist) Laura Dominique follows the path of pretty into a bewitching realm. Caught in a mystic fog, echos of blue light the way, leaving love to languish in the artistic aire. A vanguard vets spellbinding vision as eyes enchant and beguiling beauty becomes. Just bitten lips seal the deal with a taste of cherry kisses lingering behind. Angelic features flood the face with skin that’s lit directly from within. Hairstylist, Eamonn Hughes, creates a cinema of haute coiffure, as plastic melts in madness forming pliable shapes that slide off the side. Thought is captured in the click of a camera as poetry is found in the sinuous stirrings of the shell. Like water falling through the hand each image projects a sense of filmic fantasy. Knight invites you to watch Amor on SHOWstudio.com.
‘That which obstructs allows me to see that which begets is beguiling to be. Sanguine signs of carmine eyes are singed in a scarlet hue, as a florid flush of blooming blush rushes from me to you. A single tear falls down the face freeing itself from the tyranny of injustice. As, somber shades fill the page leaving color to move swiftly from light to dark. The torso turns in spinning fare to lead my heart to home.’ ~ Poetic Prose by Tanyajo