

“I see her on the train. Thick, glossy hair I ache to touch. Sometimes I slip into a daydream—my fingers lost in it. The world fades. Only strands remain.” Brush Me Softly turns this fantasy into a spellbinding ritual. Hair becomes worship. A silent language shared between two women as they brush, braid, and surrender. Hair bags. Hair shoes. Hair everywhere. This isn’t just play—it’s reverence. A confession turned cinematic spell.
Director: Carla Finco
Performers: Sofia LaoneEmma Petite
I’ve always believed that desire lives in the smallest gestures. In Brush Me Softly, Carla transforms hair into a site of sensual worship—tender, slow, and hypnotic. There’s a visual poetry here: soft, lush, and profoundly intimate. It reminds me of the quiet power in Carlota Guerrero’s imagery—where touch becomes myth, and femininity is a force.
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