Fairfax journalist Julie Power having finishing touches applied before her photoshoot.MY TRANSFORMATION from an average Aussie woman to a 1950s pin-up gal took three hours and a small bottle of champagne.
To get the hourglass figure idealised in the 1940s and ’50s, I was trussed, plucked and taped. A girdle shaved four inches off my waistline. Sparkly Wizard of Oz shoes lengthened my legs.
I had to learn to jut my hip out just so, how to angle my foot inward so it looked longer and leaner (a technique perfected by the father of pin-up photography, Gil Elvgren) and hold my hand in an unnatural shape.
Funnily enough, my legs were shot separately to my body – and photoshopped back on later – because it was impossible to keep them that way for very long.
My shoulders were pushed back. I sucked in my stomach on command to add definition to my shape.
My hair was set in tight rollers and laquered with 1950s American hairspray.
My ”girls”, as breasts are called in the pin-up biz, were given enough cleavage for me to share with Christina Hendricks of Mad Men.
A little black beauty spot made me feel like my mum when she competed for Miss Northern Rivers in the 1940s.
Finally, I learnt to ooh when the photographer Sasha Dobies surprised me in sexy lingerie hiding behind a big red book.
By the time it was over, I felt hot, I felt beautiful. But the photos were too much for my twin sons and my partner. He said: ”I liked the old Julie.” You’ve got me. Happy Valentine’s Day, darling.
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