Just before I left NZ I styled a shoot for my photographer friend Jin Ng. I based my idea around one of my all time favourite books Lolita – enjoy! x
The Nymphet can be found in any common domestic setting, forest or the minds of deviant, mad men. Nymphets are usually lean of limb and bright of eye, she will mesmerise with her rosy lips and hypnotise the unsuspecting with her innocent gaze.
Beware the Nymphet.
Now I wish to introduce the following idea: There occur maidens who, to certain bewitched travellers, twice or many times older than they, reveal their true nature which is not human, but nymphic (that is, demoniac); and these chosen creatures I propose to designate as “nymphets.”’
‘She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita. Light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo… Lee… Ta.’
‘All at once I noticed that from the lawn I … had mown a golden-skinned, brown-haired nymphet’.
‘I was not quite prepared for the reality of my role: the willing corruptor of an innocent’.
‘I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth.’
‘But while the blood still throbs through my writing hand, … you are still as much part of blessed matter as I am, and I can still talk to you from here […] And this is the only immortality you and I may share, my Lolita’.