I told Bailey Helen that she could select anything that she wanted to wear for this pictorial. She compiled the wackiest get-up possible from her suitcase of clothes. But this is Bailey.
She loves life and knows how to cut loose for the camera. Bailey used her long legs and athletic build to attack the hurdles on her high school track team.
Ikea in Burbank is crawling with people on a Sunday. It is especially busy when they are having some sort of Disney promotion just outside of the storefront. However, this did not deter the fantastic Aysha Thoen and I to try and sneak some shots as devout Christians, fresh out of mass, shopped for trendy new furnishings for their domicile.
It was tough, but we were patient and were able to find a few semi-private nooks for Aysha to show off her sensual stockings. I also did finally try the famed Ikea Swedish meatballs on this day. They paled in comparison to the lovely girl I shared them with. So here she is again, back by popular demand, Ms. Aysha Thoen.
Aubrey comes from the Midwest. Her easy-going attitude and bright smile seem ingrained in her personality. We visited a local college campus here in Santa Monica and saw how deviant we could be.
While shooting the panty shots, some guy saw us from about 100 yards away and stayed hidden behind a barrier to see what peeks he could get. Aubrey just seemed to laugh it off and enjoy the warm weather out.
Athena Adrianna is a young Jersey girl out in LA. She studies fashion and design. Athena is not shy and loves to rave. I tried playing some of my ‘old school’ electronica to see if she was familiar with any of it. But apparently Bassnectar and Deadmau5 are the new Aphex Twin and The Prodigy.
She still thought they sounded cool, so I was pacified. I wonder how the young kids felt when they heard Fatboy Slim at the closing ceremony for the London Olympics. I just hope they do not have the same reaction as I do to songs like Pinball Wizard. Hated it! (in flamboyant voice). Anyways, nothing but love for this fun & beautiful girl who is homesick for the East Coast.
Ashlee Hills came to Los Angeles to work in the adult industry. Everyone that met her knew that she would be successful in this endeavor. She was 19, beautiful, and very wild with desire. Due to some unexpected circumstances, this ‘dream’ never came to fruition.
Alyson Grey is about as cool as they come. I didn’t have to twist her arm into smiling for photos. She naturally beams on a regular basis. We took these at her relative’s place. You may observe the owners are a bit ‘old school’, see the corded phone relic.
At first, I thought it’d be cool to showcase it in the photos, but later I had second thoughts. If anything, it takes me back mentally to a time when I’d wrestle my sister for use of the phone to speak with the objects of our teen affection. We have come a long way since the 90s.
Alexis Celeice has some modeling experience. Can you tell? Minutes after arriving at her place, I picked up on the vibe that she was very concerned with her image as a model and would be a bit reserved. I didn’t really care.
She was so gorgeous that I was going to photograph her within her comfort zone to make sure she made it to Zishy. Alexis is from Northern California and was raised around guns, trucks, and a protective father. She is Manifest Destiny.
Upon editing these photos, I realized how the sequence makes no sense. Why would Kelly Lamprin rub lotion on her skin only to jump into the shower shortly after? Did anyone notice this oddity before reading these notes? If you did, you deserve a badge for being hyper-observant.
I certainly would have missed it. All of my attention would be drawn to this incredible girl shedding her underwear and enjoying a hot shower. The water was so warm it made Kelly’s bottom turn red. I found that to be absurdly cute. After drying off, Kelly rushed to her job at a local movie theater. Her clientele must have had no clue that they just missed the real show. BTW, a monthly subscription to Zishy costs less than a movie ticket. Just sayin’.
Bree Abernathy and I decided to roll to the neighborhood bowling alley on this lovely afternoon. Bay Shore Lanes in Santa Monica was very hospitable. Within 5 minutes of arriving, we were told that we could not take photos. Perfect. For some reason, I never have good luck at this type of venue.
Perhaps it is because of the privileged society that frequents a joint where you roll heavy balls at pins and drink beer. Nevertheless, I agreed with the young employee that delivered the mandate. Once she walked away, Bree and I resumed our fun. As Risky Business suggests, sometimes you have to say what the fuck. And that is what we did. And these are the results. Feast, you lovers of red hair!
Jules Diamond allowed me to photograph her at her place. Some girls are hesitant about that sort of thing, but I tell them that its safer for the girl to invite me to their place then for the girl to enter a complete stranger’s home, right? Plus, who wants to have to pack all sorts of crap into a suitcase and battle the Los Angeles traffic?
Also, potential models often ask if I hire a makeup artist or if I have a photo studio. I swiftly confess that I only photograph girls who do not need professional makeup in order to look appealing. And if I was limited to shooting in the same environment each time, I’d feel like a mouse on an exercise wheel. For better or worse, I’ll stick to winging it.