Photographer Owen Scarbiena advised: 'Pretend you're bored waiting at the bus stop." The rest became international fashion history and the early pictures snapped by Scarbiena are now on display at the Zebra One Art and Photography Gallery, London.
Bus Stop
Gimme your best pout,
love.
The sort you’d offer
any
passing lout, pet.
Pretend you’re bored
stiff, sweet.
It’s a rainy Tuesday
after school,
doll. Lean like so
against the bus
stop pole, let its
metalled frame
lay you back; we’ll
fast-track you
to the stars, chuck.
You’re desperate to ape
cool,
hon’. Let me see you
drop that
lower lip; the one that
as a rule
makes Mum itch to slap
your
bloody face, scrub off
all trace
of forbidden fun.
Try ‘fed up’, dear; the
already
twice around the block;
done
it all; ‘I’m past fourteen;
don’t
nag; I’ll snort it up, spit
it out –
nothing tastes as good as
skinny feels’ look.
But when you’re
forty-plus
and suddenly understand
that all flesh is
grass, you’ll
pout again, love.
This
time, for real.
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There's nowt like a pout when you're out!
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