6 Months, 6 Nights
Megija Kenina @ 2B Models (Latvia), Ford (NY)
You may not see any connection between Deimante and Megija, and even if
there were none at all it wouldn't stop the modeling world from going
on. And on, and on again. Only a few will immediately remember Megija
too, made her first steps in front of Natalie Berzina's camera. But
that's already quite a good little while ago and the landscape in New
York's tiny agencies-world has dramatically changed since we first saw Megija Kenina
in Riga, something like six months and six nights ago (or maybe a few
more days but who cares). That might be interesting to watch, that's
quite not what's getting our attention right now.
Megija's evolution or the way James Mahon captured her classical
features as if she had the rawest look around caught us more than
fashionable politics and other juicy rumors. Regardless if she
perfectly embodied the "old" Ford aesthetics or if her presence on the
current mainboard testifies of a possible new direction taken by a team
many would imagine doing things differently, Megija is still Megija
with the same background, story and evolution. And we are simply
smitten by one little thing, one tiny detail that gets too often too
easily overlooked by people who are too fast to put models into
categories: if something in her looks screams 80's (read sheer or sleek),
something in the attitude, in the vibe you get looking at her pictures
literally smells like 90's, late 90's or even early 00's. Beyond gloss
and glam and breaks molds by her melancholic gaze. Maybe, timeless and
no need for references there.
You never really know whether it's the photographer's creation or the
model's signature-style but in Megija's case we can only remember these
few moments spent in Riga seeing all the girls gathered by 2B Models
and tell you there is at least a good part of Ms Kenina spread all over
these shots. Like a young woman called Catherine McNeil when she
arrived on the scene a few times ago, she looks perfect for the job but
does it totally differently. And we just love classically beautiful
girls when allow themselve the luxury of being unexpectable... or just
themselves.