Lauren DeHart is in her happy place when her guitar is close at hand.
Makeup and photography by Elizabeth Anne Taylor
Lauren is bathed in rays of light.
Lauren loves her guitar.
Lauren strums her guitar.
Lauren strums away.
Category Archives: Images
Photos from St. Patrick’s Day with a Twist Soiree
The DC Trans Ladies Meetup celebrated St. Patrick’s Day in downtown Bethesda last weekend. We had a mix of new and returning women and started off with a hosted happy hour in my hotel suite to welcome our new girls. Then we ate dinner at the hotel restaurant followed our signature soiree with music, talking, and even some dancing. Giselle brought in a sound system and treated us to Irish tunes, classic rock, and dance music. Meanwhile, I took photos of the soiree focusing on individual pics and encouraging self-expression. Late night, some of the women kept the party going at the nearby Harp and Fiddle til closing time at 3 a.m.
If you are a crossdresser, transgender woman, or a cis-woman ally, we would love to have you join our Meetup group and attend our upcoming events.
Enjoy the pics of our event!
Photos by Elizabeth Anne Taylor
Makeup for Julie and Christina Napoli by Elizabeth Anne Taylor
Luna’s Boudoir
Luna plays up her sensual side in these black and white boudoir images.
Model & MUA: Luna
Photographer: Elizabeth Anne Taylor
“The Makeover” to Premiere at Alexandria Film Festival; Giselle Donnelly Goes Full-Time
Giselle Donnelly. Phototograph and makeup by Elizabeth Taylor
My wife, Giselle Donnelly, is now living as herself full-time, and I couldn’t be prouder of her! She works as a scholar at a Washington think tank so she’s a bit of a public figure. As such, Washington Post reporter Josh Rogin wrote a column on her transition, work, and the documentary short film covering our love story. The Makeover will premiere at the Alexandria Film Festival on Saturday, Nov. 10. Tickets may be purchased at eventbrite.
Kaitlyn Lives her Wedding Dress Dream
Kaitlyn and I had a blast this spring over several days at my studio near Washington, DC. For one her fantasies, Kaitlyn asked for a bridal experience. However, she wasn’t really crazy about marrying anyone so we invented a fictitious, absentee bride, Aurora, for our day of role playing. I was the makeup artist, photographer, maid-of-honor, and bff. Super fun!
We started out getting Kaitlyn’s hair and makeup ready while she wore a comfy, pink spa robe. One can’t sit down easily in a wedding gown after all! Then Kaitlyn tried on three wedding dresses from my studio wardrobe until we decided on a dress, veil, and long gloves paired with a bouquet of red roses. We totally had to do the tradition of “something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue.” She borrowed my necklace and clip-on earrings that I wore for my 1996 high school homecoming formal–something old and borrowed, check. She wore a garter with a blue bow–blue, check. And we opened up a brand, new pair of white stockings for her big day–something new, check!
Here are some photos from our fun together. After pictures, we retreated upstairs for the juicy bachelorette party and gossip-dishing over sparkling wine and croissant sandwiches. I think we both agreed that we had a terrific day of celebrating Kaitlyn the bride!
If you’ve been fantasizing about wearing a wedding dress and celebrating all things you, book your fantasy feminization session with me today!
Bridal makeup complete! Time to try on wedding gowns!
Check out the bride!
Kaitlyn poses with her wedding veil down.
If you won’t take me as your wife, will you at least take these flowers?
Happy girl! I can see again!
Kaitlyn looks so happy in her wedding gown!
Ready or not, here I come!
I’m a happy bride!
Feeling romantic
Kaitlyn is glowing with happiness!
Genny’s Summer Portraits
Genny Beau decided it was time for new portraits! Check out this happy girl!
Model: Genny Beau
Photographer & MUA: Elizabeth Taylor
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The Mermaid
The Mermaid
Poem written by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Model: Kimberly Moore
Photographer and Makeup Artist: Elizabeth Taylor
I
Who would be
A mermaid fair,
Singing alone,
Combing her hair
Under the sea,
In a golden curl
With a comb of pearl,
On a throne?
II
I would be a mermaid fair;
I would sing to myself the whole of the day;
With a comb of pearl I would comb my hair;
And still as I comb’d I would sing and say,
‘Who is it loves me? who loves not me?’
I would comb my hair till my ringlets would fall
Low adown, low adown,
From under my starry sea-bud crown
Low adown and around,
And I should look like a fountain of gold
Springing alone
With a shrill inner sound
Over the throne
In the midst of the hall;
Till that great sea-snake under the sea
From his coiled sleeps in the central deeps
Would slowly trail himself sevenfold
Round the hall where I sate, and look in at the gate
With his large calm eyes for the love of me.
And all the mermen under the sea
Would feel their immortality
Die in their hearts for the love of me.
III
But at night I would wander away, away,
I would fling on each side my low-flowing locks,
And lightly vault from the throne and play
With the mermen in and out of the rocks;
We would run to and fro, and hide and seek,
On the broad sea-wolds in the crimson shells,
Whose silvery spikes are nighest the sea.
But if any came near I would call and shriek,
And adown the steep like a wave I would leap
From the diamond-ledges that jut from the dells;
For I would not be kiss’d by all who would list
Of the bold merry mermen under the sea.
They would sue me, and woo me, and flatter me,
In the purple twilights under the sea;
But the king of them all would carry me,
Woo me, and win me, and marry me,
In the branching jaspers under the sea.
Then all the dry-pied things that be
In the hueless mosses under the sea
Would curl round my silver feet silently,
All looking up for the love of me.
And if I should carol aloud, from aloft
All things that are forked, and horned, and soft
Would lean out from the hollow sphere of the sea,
All looking down for the love of me.
