Archive for category fashion
fashion designer thuy diep
Posted by mareadyphotography in fashion on September 28, 2010
thuy (pronounced “twee”) was born into a family in vietnam who ran a custom-made clothing shop and a tailoring school. she learned the ropes of tailoring as a kid and soon developed a love for fashion. now, in america, she continues the family tradition of finely-crafted clothes and expresses her love of fashion through her label “Thuy.” i recently shot thuy for the fall issue of YRB magazine and here are some of my favorite outtakes.
bow chika wow wow
Posted by mareadyphotography in fashion on September 13, 2010
this girl is built like an exotic car. the kind that you know exist but you don’t really think about it till you see one in the wild – then you’re like “woah,” but you don’t want to stare too long because you don’t want the owner to think you’re gawking so you kind of look away with a “whatever” look on your face like it’s no big deal, but it’s only because inside you’re like “dude, that is NOT fair.”
hair/makeup/styling by shelley van gage
slowtography
Posted by mareadyphotography in fashion on August 14, 2010
the day before we were supposed to shoot, i got an email from tabitha saying that she had just gotten out of the hospital from some kind of bug or virus or whatever. she was all kinds of messed up for like over a week, but she was still on board so we made it happen – except we took things nice and slow and kept her topped up with some un-nauseating goldfish crackers to keep her from passing out. we had a long day, but she stuck it out.
model tabitha constance
hair/makeup/wardrobe by the very talented shelly van gage
kiril
Posted by mareadyphotography in fashion on July 9, 2010
if you say kiril’s name backwards it’s “lirik.” that’d be a pretty sweet name if he was a rapper.
arizona
Posted by mareadyphotography in fashion on May 20, 2010
if you’ve never been to the desert before, i have three words for you: PRICKLY – PEAR – CACTUS. it was pretty obvious that neither me or my assistant had ever spent much time in desert-like conditions because within 30 seconds of getting to our location, we were covered with cactus needles. big ones, small ones, heat-seeking ones… holy moly. the first one to REALLY get me was mr. prickly pear himself. i felt a nice jab in my ankle and i looked down to see a happy little ball of death spikes hanging from my leg. when i tried to pull it out, i got stabbed about 27 times in my fingers. i walked around to find a pair of gloves and it just dangled from my ankle like some gothic christmas tree ornament. when i got the gloves i tried to pull it slowly, but it just pulled my skin with it (like if you pinch your skin with your fingers and pull it). so i snatched it out real quick-like, and the cute mace-like ball was replaced with a dull burning sensation pretty much all day. that was the first round in a long, heated fight with the desert landscape. later i was shooting and my assistant yelled “yowwwwwwww!!” i looked over at him and he said with big eyes, “man, i just bent down and sat on a cactus.”
models: rachel and ariel from S.I.M.
hair: kelly marie from S.I.M.
makeup: samantha from S.I.M.
Nicole LeBris
Posted by mareadyphotography in fashion on April 26, 2010
sometimes you’ll see someone who’s not a model on a set and you’re like, ” dude, why aren’t THEY in front of the camera?” that’s pretty much how nicole got her start. she was a makeup artist/hair stylist and eventually somebody told her she was on the wrong end of the camera. good thing, too – cause she’s pretty awesome at modeling.
check out more shots of her on her site HERE
freeze in the keys
Posted by mareadyphotography in fashion on April 6, 2010
remember how florida is supposed to be some tropical paradise of warmth? well i made my escape from winter-stricken nyc to the southland for some respite and got nothin. it was freezing. it was that weird cold streak a few months back. it was so cold that all of the fish were dying. thousands of fish were washed up on the shore. along with the fish, i saw dead shrimp, dead lobster, dead octopus, dead crabs and a 3 foot dead shark. they just couldn’t take it. i even saw a dead iguana. turns out that they get so cold and can’t move, so the iguanas that live in trees fall. and it was a precarious time for iguanas who own waterfront property – because those suckers plop right into the water and float on into an endless sea from whence no iguana returneth. i had a guy there tell me that he collects the floating iguanas and sets them by his heater. when they warm up, they’re good as new. heather acted like she wasn’t surrounded by death and decay long enough to pose for a few pictures. try not to imagine the rotting marine life all around her, and these pictures seem kinda nice.
when life gives you snow, make pretty pictures
Posted by mareadyphotography in fashion on March 1, 2010
we found an igloo. it wasn’t huge, but it was big enough that we both crawled in and could have squeezed another person at least – maybe two. it was the snowiest month in NY history and the fourth largest snow storm in the city on record – and i was shooting heidi just as the last of the snow was falling. in fact, before we finished it had completely stopped – minus the massive avalanches that fell down from the treetops at random. heidi is hilarious. she talks a lot – but not the annoying kind – she just says exactly what’s on her mind. i think that’s cool. she has lots of energy and didn’t need much direction. we shot till heidi was just about numb and wrapped the day with some hot chocolate.
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- heidi snapped this while we were in the igloo.
ain’t that a drag
Posted by mareadyphotography in fashion on February 23, 2010
turns out that one of my favorite makeup artist guys is also a girl – well, sorta – he’s a drag queen. and not only is he a drag queen, but he’s a drag mother with a family of protege drag queens to whom he teaches the ways of femininity and how to be excessively fabulous. he called me up and asked me if i’d take a few shots of his drag family, so i was like, “sure, bring em over to my apartment and i’ll help you out” and figured i’d bang out a quick little shoot and call it good. they showed up and started to get ready – they were in that room for FOUR hours. holy schmoly. no detail was spared. when jezzeniah and her crew came strutting out in a cloud of hairspray, glitter, skin bronzer and sequins, the fabulousness was excessive and the femininity was flowing in true-drag style, complete with angry complaints about the heels – enough to make a drag mama proud.
the queen bee and her hive. i'm still finding sequins and glitter all over my apartment.
barcelona
Posted by mareadyphotography in fashion on February 16, 2010
judit walking down rambla de catalunya
i moved schools twice when i was growing up, and both times i was expected to know stuff at my new school that my last school had yet to teach. i remember showing up halfway during the year in 4th grade and my new class was having a multiplication bee (kind of like a spelling be) and i felt super stupid because my last school hadn’t started learning multiplication tables yet – so i’d just spout out some random number to get it over with then sit down acting like i tried. the next subject to suffer because of another move was geography. i never learned where stuff is. my former school had yet to teach it, my new school had already taught it. so i just never learned it. is it the schools’ fault for having different teaching schedules? course not, it’s MY fault for not having the initiative to learn it after the fact. but, nevertheless and notwithstanding – i still never learned my geography, including that stupid song about the states and capitals that pierces my heart every time i hear it. the way i learn geography is from the maps on airplane TVs. my first time out west i had no idea where oregon was until i saw it on a map halfway across the states. i learned where japan was when i saw it on the TV en route to tokyo. ”where is ireleand?” you ask? well i could have told you right after i saw it on the airplane TV as we were leaving JFK. i usually pay pretty close attention to the maps, but for this trip the plane was kind of gangster and didn’t have individual TVs in front of every seat, but had community TVs and the one closest to me wasn’t easy to look at – so i didn’t. because of it i didn’t even really bother to see where barcelona was. i really don’t mind not know where places are. i kind of like the novelty of it all. it’s like every trip is a little surprise. as it turns out on the airplane TV map on the flight home, barcelona is in spain – and that’s underneath france. has been for a long time.
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- judit walking down rambla de catalunya
