Sitting Vogue
The minutes of the weekend are winding away, t-minus 39 and counting. t-plus 81 minutes past my dear, self-set deci-bedtime. That word combination doesn’t make any sense. I was trying to say 10. But differently.
So there’s three sitters here, all assuming various postures of evening relaxation. A bit less fabulous than the three ladies in the magazine, but alas the production values on this here shoot weren’t quite as high. No art directors on set, no stylists primping us up. Just relaxing.
No more. ‘Night.
Gustav Hoiland 
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