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HOMEPAGE
 
THE PHOTOGRAPHING
A Saturday in the beginning of June 2002 I turn up at Nordic College in Copenhagen to take pictures and gather material to an article about when Bianco Footwear is photographing transvestites for their fall campaign…
As I walk into the beautiful functional house I never at any point imagined that I myself would be a part of their campaign….
  
I find the photo-gang in a corridor at the ground floor. Henriette Sørensen, spokesperson at TID (Transvestites in Denmark) , is waiting to be photographed. She tells that she was contacted quite some time ago by Bianco Footwear, to hear if she could gather a number of transvestites for the fall campaign of the company with max a size 41 in shoes. As she had assured that it was a serious aim she sent our letters to the members - and beside herself also Susanne Thomsen, Jackie Madsen, Charlotte Ljunqvist and Rebecca Holm signed up.
While we're talking the photographer Casper Sejersen has set up both a scenery and a light he's satisfied with. The stylist Jenny Jet corrects Henriette´s clothes and the make up artist Dennis Knudsen checks the make up one last time.
Henriette takes place in front of the camera.
 
Mens Collection
Helle Vangsgaard, Marketing manager at Bianco Footwear;
E.g. At spring we showed people who were standing with their legs wide spread to avoid spilling on their shoes.
Another campaign was about "Ugly Feet need beautiful shoes".
At fall transvestites will show their shoes and they're suppose to look precisely as they usually do when they are going out in town &endash; and with shoes from Bianco. That's why the stylist had been at the model's homes to see what kinds of shoes were appropriate to our everyone's personal style and choice of dresses.
The pictures are to be used for postcards, posters and calendars in the shops and of course newspaperads.
But why choose transvestites instead of drag queens or actors, and what kind of reaction do you expect from the customers?
Helle explains that Bianco's lady shoes are selling very well, and now they want their customers to discover that Bianco also sells men's shoes.
The campaign has the name "He didn't know about our men's footwear" &endash; and that's why they want to use transvestites.
 
Unreal
Suddenly Helle asks if I'd like to pose as a model.
Oops!! I wasn't prepared for that! But… I guess I would like to… I think?
But it's only my wife and a few others who know that I'm a transvestite. What if someone recognizes me?
I never go out in my hometown … and I'm wearing summer clothes … and it is a fall campaign and ...
- They'll do just fine, Jenny interrupts persuasive, and gets up to find a pair of shoes that fits with my outfit.
I explain that this is a decision that also involves my wife, so I accept with one condition &endash; that she approves the pictures.
The situation feels very unrealistic. Barely four years ago I thought that it was almost death penalty to my sexual being.
Now I'm asked to show the products from a well-respected fashion concern with 100 shops all over Scandinavia.
Is it fate that's playing with me?
Jenny finds a pair of smashing bootees in imitated snakeskin with high, quite Straight thread-slim heel.
But how am I to get these on my feet? My feet are a size 43!?
- asch, Jenny says. If it doesn't work, we'll cut them open.
I get the right foot in, but the zip isn't to get up again. The left shoe doesn't fit at all.
- Stand up, Dennis orders and the toes are pressed a few millimetres into the shoes.
We pull and toil, bend and stretch. We pause and try again.
We form the next campaign of Bianco while we say: "One size fits all!"
 
Outdoor
When Rebecca and I are the only ones left we are told that our pictures are to be taken outside. We're going to Islands Brygge on Amager.
Dennis is pleased with my hair, but improves my make up &endash; most of all more black on the eyelashes and a some bigger mouth than I'm used to.
The sun is shining and it's windy as we arrive at a roofed parking house.
Casper knows what he's looking for and takes a couple of test shots.
His assistants conjure a big white nylon cloth, which they spread out to get a more even light.
Dennis and I are struggling with getting the shoes on me. It must work out!
Rebecca comes to our rescue and with joint strengths we succeed in getting the right shoe on and zip up.
We even get on the left shoe, but it is impossible to zip up. It doesn't matter, the zip will not appear on the pictures.
But how do you stand on thread-slim heels on a electroplated steel lattice?
And how am I to pose/stand?
 
Bitchy
Casper instructs and talks.
- Move a bit higher up… twist your body a little… good!
Move the right hand closer to you.. even closer.. perfect!
Look more into the camera… look more bitchy …
How do you look "bitchy"?? Is the "bitchyness" suppose to be aimed at a guy or a girl?
If I only had a mirror!
I get really nervous and think that I simply look funny.
- Exactly, precisely like that, says Casper encouraging. Hold the look right there… good… new film!
Move the right foot a little forward.. twist the head a bit to the left… look straight ahead.. higher…
My left leg is beginning to hurt and I try to relieve the weight towards banisters by leaning backwards.
- Really good, I hear from Casper who asks for more film for the tenth time.
I put my hand against my cheek.
- Spectacular, Kasper cries out and moves closer.
Now he's really close. I thought it was the shoes he was going to photograph…
After having said "just one more pictures" for the twentieth time, he's suddenly done.
We've been at it for 45 minutes and I'm sore in both my legs.
I feel differently empty after the shooting.
I take off the shoes.
I have a wound on a toe.
I was only to write an article and take some pictures …