A model and a photographer, neither of whom I’ve heard of before – which isn’t difficult as I’m not quite the holder of boundless knowledge I sometimes make myself out to be – and a very nice photoshoot indeed courtesy of ru_glamour.
I know exactly what you’re thinking when you look at this photo because I thought the same thing: where the hell is Ranya in this picture?
The answer is that she’s just left of centre and if you look very carefully you might just spot her blonde hair towards the top. Dificult to see but well worth it when you spot it. This is clever work by Yossi and the stylists on the photoshoot to bring together floral camouflage wear and the interactive elements of magic eye pictures. It’s the sort of fashion photo that really appeals to a certain demographic: veterans of flower-based warfare who recuperated with the aid of puzzle books in early part of the twenty-first century.
But I like it too.
No trouble spotting the beautiful Ranya in this particular photo, though, thanks to my Merdar. It’s like Gaydar but for mermaids. Not that I’m a mermaid or merman or anything like that. I mean, I’ve got a very dry foot – my right one since you asked – but I wouldn’t go as far as to say it’s scaly like a fish. I’m not slowly transforming into a merman and I’m not doomed to live my life as one-twentieth fish. I don’t think. Damn. Now I’m going to have to check the family tree and see if there’s any sealife in the blood.
What I’m trying to say here is that I like Ranya’s dress.
The last photo I’ve picked to highlight is just one that shows how much fun Ranya and Yossi had on this particular fashion shoot: not very much at all it turns out.
It’s difficult to know for certain what happened between model and photographer during the day but we can see that it culminated in Mordanova drinking herself into a stupor and Michaeli placing his unconscious model’s hand in a nearby pool in an attempt to make her pee herself. A foolish venture for two reasons: firstly, models eject all bodily waste from their bodies in small purses which are then auctioned for charity and, secondly, it’s an urban myth that this prank actually works at all. If you really want someone to wake up only to immediately set about urinating all over the place then a good place to start would be cloning Shelob.