Like wine, hosiery can be one of life’s finer pleasures. A luxury, a sensual indulgence – sure, you don’t need it, but… you really should treat yourself. Here are five criteria I consider when I evaluate hosiery…. Fit… Feel … Look … cost … Longevity… Continue Reading
David Crosby died today. He had one hell of a run: he beat diabetes, liver failure, hepatitis, a couple of heart attacks, and made 81 laps around the sun.
He also made some beautiful music along the way. Continue Reading
… took a few hours to visit the Johnson Space Center. I’ve grown up fascinated with spaceflight. Some of my favorite toys as a child were models of the Mercury 9, Saturn 5, and Space Shuttle. I watched every Space Shuttle launch… Continue Reading
My first trip to NYC: two days of shooting new episodes of The Women of Yoli, two days of exploring the city. This city is full of ghosts… …immortalized in literature and art that has been created here, the imaginations… Continue Reading
…photos don’t do it any justice. Roads like that are like music – as music can only be experienced by moving through time, so too, are truly great roads – they only make sense when in motion. Continue Reading
People frequently ask certain questions about my experience as a man in nylons & heels. I received a message this week with some of those questions. I decided to make a blog post of my response and share it with… Continue Reading
It has been interesting to watch Jordan Peterson’s rise to such popularity. He went from being a humble professor of psychology and clinician, to being an ideological rock star – and all of this for simply being willing to say… Continue Reading
My parents are visiting from out of town. We are running errands. They don’t know Salt Lake City very well, so I’m playing chauffeur. Mom is in the back seat, Dad is in the front passenger seat- and it’s not… Continue Reading
My objective is to get in, survey the situation, make a buy, and get out unrecognized. …and hopefully enjoy the moment. Temporarily camped out in the luggage section, I have plotted out my path: On the far side of the… Continue Reading
After arriving at her apartment in downtown Denver, I unloaded my car and set up a makeshift studio in her apartment, and we commenced the shoot. My palms were sweaty. A dash of adrenaline garnished my bloodstream. I had never photographed a naked woman before. This was not just any naked woman; it was HER. My newly discovered soul mate and muse. Continue Reading