So, I was driven to this place where these people are going to do this thing (top secret) and God, sometimes Los Angeles is pretty. I love Downtown when it’s dusty.
The Coachella Holiday Weekend was lovely. While I recover, recuperate and re-up, here’s our impromptu practice run: I’d said something earlier in the night about a project I’m working on, and how I’m going to photograph J Brand Dolls and knickers. Sophia decided I should photograph both items with her in them at the time, [...]
Geneva Jacuzzi likes to be lit by rainbow-coloured neon bars scattered across the stage. That I can just about handle. Indian Jewelry, on the other hand, prefer pitch darkness punctuated only by the two strobe lights at their feet. It was so dark I couldn’t get the camera to autofocus, but I couldn’t see to [...]
Are you ready for Naughty Bodies Be Good Volume Three? We are.
.flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Took a long while, but it finally occurred to me that everyone loves this picture of the Citibank building on Sunset in Echo Park. I go by it at least twice every day and somehow I’m not sick [...]
…and the signs are popping up already. See?
Everyone here thinks tea is the archetypal Brit-girl drink, but I never really drank it ’til I hit SoCal. Perhaps I was too young back home; maybe it’s age that gives me the patience to boil water and steep leaves. I couldn’t’ve sat still enough in London. I was 21 when I left, and lived [...]
Islands have a new song called Creeper that makes me dance on my bed in my underwear. You can hear it on Prefix (note that the review’s illustrated by one of my pictures from Mess with Texas) and do the same. Seriously, in your underwear. Please.
“An alcoholic is someone you don’t like who drinks as much as you do.” —Dylan Thomas