Let there be light

(Ph. Zanita Morgan ) It's been a while since my last encounter with mademoiselle Z 's lens, but naturally the result won't go unnoticed. Which is ironic given that this would otherwise be one of those non-memorable outfits; the kind one likes to wear on those days when Fashion takes a back seat, and dressing becomes about easily blending in with the city's swirling movement and anonymity. Inherently simple, to the point where it barely has anything to say for itself. Black coat . Black leggings . Black loafers . Black bag . Then Zanita said, "Let there be light"; and there was light. Z saw that the light was good; and Z separated the light from the...