The Enchanter's Theorem

This entire shoot, but especially this shot, had Tea in the Sahara by the Police running through my head.

The sky turned to black
Would he ever come back?
They would climb a high dune
They would pray to the moon
But he'd never return
So the sisters would burn
As their eyes searched the land
With their cups full of sand

Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you

Or in the case, martini glasses full of sand.

The fact that all I had to say to the Mad Model as direction was, "It's Sunset Boulevard and you're waiting for your close up, Mr. DeMille."

Love.