I adore the supremacy of my lips; I love their plumpness and the cupid’s bow that they fall into so easily. When I look at my face before I apply my make-up I feel like my small mouth isn’t really there until I draw it into reality with a smooth line. When I decide against their natural colour and choose to project more of my personality, I wear lip-liner for the whole of my lips, every bit. My signature colour of deep red gives me a sharper attitude, even a more confident walk and I never forget to leave home without my lip-balm, just in case.
I can’t stand the sight of trout pouts. No matter how much you spend on collagen or implants to build a perfect pair of lips, it never works; you just can’t fake it. When I see my own full, natural, ones I remember how great it would be to ease down on a chaise-longue that duplicates their shape exactly. The erotic mouth of Mae West,the great Hollywood actress, inspired Salvador Dali to make his iconic sofa in 1936 and I feel it’s time for another similar statement. I’m ready.
I had wanted to produce a great post for lip fetishists for some time but it wasn’t until I stumbled upon the combination of this acute hat and the edge of my collar that I really produced images that I loved and that they will adore.Every other detail in the frame is removed from view, only my lips remain and they reign supreme.
Photos by Lars Koudal