Khmer Photos

Last week Kafia, Joe and I decided to have our photos taken in tradtitional Khmer style

 (read: washed-out, made-up, dressed-to-kill and cheesier than Wallace's wildest fantasies).

None of us really had any idea what we were in for, but Tess and Maddie has assured us that it would be a worthwhile thing to do, so we being the brave pioneers we are obliged. Greeted with funny looks and the usual Cambodian nosiness the three of us were taken up into the changing rooms where the attendent gave us a book from which we chose our desired costume.

Most of the samples were boy band-esque introspective-gelled-hair costumes or blank-face-glossy-bright-clothed wedding clothes so the choices were easy to make.

Kafia ran into a few problems trying to tell the makeup people that she wanted to keep her hijab on, while Joe and I happily engaged in sword fights and struggled to sit down in our heavily restrictive Khmer pants.

The end result: we all looked stunningly beautiful and had a great time. When I get the chance to scan the prints I will do so, but now, revered reader, be sated with these candid shots straight from the dressing room! Remember, you should be digging it while it's happening!

How often does a man get to dress up like this?

Fairy boots and a hat that was lying around.

Khmer selfies.