Finally, as promised here are a few of my choice shots from the photo shoot I had, dressed in the themed costume I created for the Wynyard Tulip Festival.
This particular photo I think is my favourite, if a little creepy and Gollum like.
Photographer Marika Mineur.
My sister and I rugged up and tramped down to this amazingly beautiful little creek in Lorinna, laden with camera, costume and unhealthy food.
As fond as I am of this shot, I can't help but find it tainted with amusement at the memory of finding a leach stubbornly attached to my head... the moment I discovered it may have been one of my more "girly" moments.
We were of course accompanied by Rudy the brave! who protected us both from all the dangers of the forest. Excluding leaches. This affectionate girl was rather keen on the idea of being a part of it all,
and occasionally thrust her head into the shot.
She was the cause of much laughter and desperate lunges, as her favourite activity was to lay in the icy creek, then jump out, casually walk towards us and shake herself free of the water.
Saturday the 12th.
Having only been back two days from their six week holiday, Mum Dad and I piled into the campa and made our slow and steady way to Wynyard.
Arriving at the Tulip Festival, the weather being somewhat dismal, I was less than enthused at the thought of playing in the wind in a backless dress.
Yet after the appearance of my sister, with the help of my amazing mother and the forecast rain failing to show it's face, things certainly began to look up!
Getting "the mad look."
I felt many pairs of eyes watching me as the three of us made our way though the crowds, searching for a space to set up. We were approached by the Southern Cross television crew even before we'd found a suitable spot out of the wind. I was really encouraged by the explanation they gave for wanting to film me "It's just something different."
The effect of the contact lenses on the children walking by were nothing less than hilarious! I may have enjoyed tilting my head to the side and winking at them a little too much.
The moss filled donation basket that my mum made many years ago really added to the look, and also attracted several little characters who sat for a time and played with the shiny coins, and of course eventually tried to pocket some.
After four hours of playing the weather began to rethink it's behaviour so we packed up, said our goodbyes and headed for home.
Later that day we watched the Southern Cross news while sipping ginger beer, and saw the couple of clips they took of me, one terrifyingly close up!
Many thanks to my sister Marika for helping out on the day, and taking some great photos!
And as always to my amazing parents.
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