This girl passed me in the crowd just as I was about to go into Topshop the 2nd time to shoot the Dress Me Up event. I felt like I was seeing a younger version of myself: it just stopped me in my tracks and for a moment, I couldn't even speak.
In some ways, some of my portraits are in a personal way, almost self portraits (which is something I used to do).
I asked where she got her skirt and she said it was some below the knee skirt she bought at a charity shop and chopped off. She told me her name and for the life of me, I can't recall it, or even find where I wrote it down. Maybe she'll get in touch but probably not, because, frankly, I think she's just a wonderful figment of my imagination, with my idea of perfect street style.