That broke at midnight. That dissipated with a kiss of true love. That ended because the glitter faded, the sun rose, the closet gave what it had to give. When the spell ends, the magic doesn't: the memories of a dream of a well-lived Summer night remain, those in which the makeup goes out of place, acquires its own personality and makes the dawn not the end of a fairy tale, but its beginning.
That broke at midnight. That dissipated with a kiss of true love. That ended because the glitter faded, the sun rose, the closet gave what it had to give. When the spell ends, the magic doesn't: the memories of a dream of a well-lived Summer night remain, those in which the makeup goes out of place, acquires its own personality and makes the dawn not the end of a fairy tale, but its beginning.
Photography by Eva Wang. Styling by Célia Moutawahid. Hair by Michal Bielecki. Makeup by Satoko Watanabe.
Translated from the original on The Fairytale Issue, from Vogue Portugal, published May/June 2022.Full stories and credits on the print issue.
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