Fi Stevens arrived and the photographer made a decision immediately: with that hair and that figure, nothing else was needed. The set opens with Fi standing simply in front of a pale blue-grey curtain printed with a delicate leaf pattern, its cool, airy tones throwing every warm shade of her copper hair into vivid relief. She begins by letting the curtain provide the only cover she has, her pale, full figure half-hidden behind the soft fabric as she gazes into the lens with calm, certain eyes. There is a quiet intimacy to the set that feels almost like stumbling across someone beautiful in a private moment, and Fi holds that feeling throughout, moving around the curtain slowly, letting it slide and shift as each pose reveals a little more.
By the final frames Fi is completely bare, the patterned curtain behind her now purely a backdrop, its blue-grey botanicals framing the warm curves of her body in what amounts to a gorgeous, effortless piece of portraiture. The light is clean and honest, her auburn hair blazing against the cool tones, and her expression is one of serene, unhurried confidence. Pure, simple, nude. The photographer needed nothing else, and neither do you.