Gasping for air and spluttering with laughter we all then properly verbalise what actions we were doing underwater and what it was that gave us the giggles. In our submerged living room we act as ladies, the usual, sipping tea and having normal conversations. Yet it may be the out there make up and the 'no breathing rule' that suggests it was slightly more like one of the Mad Hatter's tea parties. After a long shoot our heads were left dizzy, our eyes a tad hazy and a feeling of ridicule was among us as we comsumed the fact that we dressed up for a party we couldn''t even enjoy the warmth and taste of tea. Only big laughs and cheezy grins were helping us exhale to the impossible just so we could stay under long enough to a) act out our part and b) get the shot. Tea. So English. Tea. So Sri Lankan. Oh the irony!
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Photo: Lucia Griggi |