Images by Tina Muller
People paint walls white, write on white sheets of paper and admire the sparkle of white snow flakes in the winter.
These days you probably think of Khaleesi from Game of Thrones or at least those Internet hair tutorials with girls rocking ash blonde locks and an Instagram tan when someone mentions the colour white with the word hair mixed in the same sentence.
I think of myself as a canvas. I am a bit greyed and rusted from life’s not so charming surprises, therefore yearning for a fix, a lick of white paint and this Gamiss dress was exactly that. Light as a snowflake, irreverent as sea foam and haunting as a wandering ghost.
I had a fear that I’d be wiped out rather than whitened out by painting myself white. I got lucky because the accents of gold transformed white into a colour and not a state of mind.
As a canvas, I am fixed. As a human, I am healed.
Previously I painted myself fiery red.