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ABOUT | Sanna Bjelm

Γεια σου, Αθήνα, είμαι η Σάννα. Χαίρομαι που σε γνωρίζω 🌞

project: ”BACK TO WORK”

by Sanna Bjelm & Annie Dang

ART DIRECTION @sannasplayground
CO-DIRECTION @anniedaang
MODELING @sannabjelm PHOTOGRAPHY @anniedaang

The Piano Teacher

styling and creative direction by @daianasaxernova
photography by @riccardo.matte
model @sannabjelm
mua @alessiaa_makeupartist

I don’t know who gave us permission to be this c00llll @whoanasantos

[letters to younger me]
“Christmas Mornings.”

I wake up before everyone else. Even if year after year, I always pretend that our parents managed to surprise me.

It’s Christmas.

The presents are put down by my mom, now waiting at the end of the bed for me to open.

I stare at them for what feels like forever.
Trying to guess what’s inside. I’m supposed to be calm and collected but patience has never been my strong suit. I pick them up.
Shake them. And absolutely rips them open. Making stories in my head what it is, before I even open them.

I have always loved gifts.

Not because I wanted things.

Because I loved the feeling of surprise.
Of someone knowing me. (Or maybe knowing me depending on what’s inside) And the feeling of magic wrapped in paper. A thoughtful gift. Only, for me.

Some things never change.

“The T-shirt.”

I’m wearing a t-shirt with myself on it. That of course, my extravagant mother had gotten me as a gift. It’s not the first time she gifts me, me. She is funny and very enthusiastic that way. I laugh and think to myself, ridiculous but also absolutely, Iconic.

Very me to wear something like that without even thinking twice. As if it is as normal as anything else.

But, should I not wear a tshirt of myself I think? Who else would I have a tshirt of? If I didn’t, who would? I mean, I have always had to be my biggest cheerleader anyway.

So I straighten out my posture. I shouldn’t care when people mention it, as if I am doing something wrong.

Nope. It’s like my brain turns off, and I can’t hear them. I am minding my business and you can mind yours. I like it.

I love to trigger a reaction of people and I think that’s a part of the reason. But then I am also shy. Very shy. So somehow everything is telling and working against each other. It’s a weird paradox.

But now! A picture…I smile for half a second before looking away… the shyness has hit like a million trucks when mom brings up her camera in my face.

I’m no longer quite sure what to do with my hands. Funny how that works.

And one day (that is today) I’ll stand in front of cameras as a job. And somehow… I’ll still feel exactly like this little girl.

I want to be there but also not

audio was too funny🤭

US Vogue September Fashion editorial “The M.V.P.” (2005) by photographer Steven Meisel starring Gisele Bündchen (also it’s her bday today👑). Wearing brands like Lanvin, Fendi, Oscar de la Renta, and Balenciaga, blending athletic movement with elevated runway style. Shot on the training field at Giants Stadium in East Rutherford, New Jersey.

I’M EVERY WOMAN

…no matter where we come from, women are rarely allowed to be just one thing. We are daughters before we know ourselves. Friends before we know our boundaries. Caregivers before we know our limits. Lovers before we know our worth. We are asked to shrink and expand at the same time. To carry contradictions with grace. And somehow, we do.

Women have always existed beyond categories. We are not one story, we are entire libraries. And that is the heart of I'm Every Woman. Not a celebration of perfection, but of multiplicity.

We wanted to create a visual exploration of the many selves we carry within us. The identities we inherit, the identities we choose, and the identities we are still be coming.

Each image in this story represents a different energy. A different mood. A different possibility. Not separate characters, but fragments of the same woman. Because every woman knows what it means to be more than one thing.

In I’m every woman’ the styling shifts. The locations change. The atmosphere transforms. Yet the thread remains the same - it is a woman refusing to be defined by a single version of herself. Constantly evolving into someone new.

The more I see, the more I realize that identity is not something we find once and keep forever. It is something we collect. Something we build. Something we carry.

A little piece from every place we’ve been. A little piece from every person we’ve loved. A little piece from every heartbreak, every triumph, every risk, every reinvention. And perhaps that is why women are so impossible to define - as masters of juggling a deep emotional and nurturing one with a badass and logical one. We have never been one thing.

We are every woman.

Photographer: @mayo.pix
Model: @sannabjelm
Art direction & styling: @sannasplayground

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