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The next morning, Alejandra hung the new photos in the gallery. She titled the collection
Alejandra Morales never considered herself a model. She was the curator —the quiet woman behind the camera at “Suenos,” her tiny but influential fashion gallery in Mexico City’s Roma Norte district. Her walls were covered not with paintings, but with large-format fashion photos. She called them fotos de Alejandra , though the subjects were always other people.
Goosebumps. But still, Alejandra rationalized it. Old printer. Faulty ink.
Then came The Embroidered Widow —a shot of a woman in a black, hand-stitched huipil. In the original, the woman’s hands were clasped in front. In the new version, one hand was raised, pointing toward the gallery’s back room.
The next morning, Alejandra hung the new photos in the gallery. She titled the collection
Alejandra Morales never considered herself a model. She was the curator —the quiet woman behind the camera at “Suenos,” her tiny but influential fashion gallery in Mexico City’s Roma Norte district. Her walls were covered not with paintings, but with large-format fashion photos. She called them fotos de Alejandra , though the subjects were always other people.
Goosebumps. But still, Alejandra rationalized it. Old printer. Faulty ink.
Then came The Embroidered Widow —a shot of a woman in a black, hand-stitched huipil. In the original, the woman’s hands were clasped in front. In the new version, one hand was raised, pointing toward the gallery’s back room.