Wardrobe Styling - Edith Henry
Makeup - Kelsey James
Hair - Nancy Rankin
Model - Lauryn Holmquist
“In a Wonderland they lie, Dreaming as the days go by, Dreaming as the summers die: Ever drifting down the stream- Lingering in the golden gleam- Life, what is it but a dream?” ― Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass
“Curiouser and curiouser.”
“When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes, I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”
"I am real!" said Alice, and began to cry. "You won't make yourself a bit realler by crying," Tweedledee remarked: "there's nothing to cry about."
“I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, sir,' said Alice, 'Because I'm not myself you see.”
"That's the effect of living backwards," the Queen said kindly: "it always makes one a little giddy at first..."
“I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then”
“Still she haunts me, phantomwise, Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes.”
"Not you!" Tweedledee retorted contemptuously. "You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream!"
“You're not the same as you were before," he said. You were much more... muchier... you've lost your muchness," said the Mad Hatter”
“And ever, as the story drained The wells of fancy dry, And faintly strove that weary one To put the subject by, "The rest next time--" "It is next time!" The Happy voice cry. Thus grew the tale of Wonderland” ― Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland