Dear Sir, My apologies that this awful news arrives so close to the holidays but I had some difficulty tracking you down. Your friend, Mme. Valentina Velasquez, has died. Her death was sudden, unexpected but painless, if that eases your mind in any way, and I do hope it does.
If you ever want to make a real splash at a summer-themed food and drink festival, I recommend grabbing your cutest dogs, (preferably ones belonging to you and/or your friends), sticking them in a wagon, adding adorable shirts or handkerchiefs as necessary, and wheeling ’em around the extravaganza while attendees
OK, summer solstice, I understand technically you start June 21 and that the sun, as gleaned from our Northern half of the planet, has not yet reached its maximum axial tilt (thanks, Wikipedia!) but my iPhone weather app is all shiny sun emoticons and 80 degrees through the weekend, so
Stuck inside all day, still recovering from the flu so I thought I’d share a few shots I’ve taken in the past couple months around Newport Beach because I’m missing the fresh air, sunshine and ocean breeze as I sit here on my couch surrounded by soup, tea, tissues and
[Image via Instagram.com/lehrerboys] I once wrote the Lehrerboys broke my heart and they’ve done it again. And I couldn’t be happier. Here’s the scoop … A few weeks ago, I received an inquiry from Ron Eshel, photographer to big brands like Speedo, Mastercard, Reebok, and moment-capturer of human stars that shine widely—hello to a
“And I don’t need one other thing, except my dog.” – Steve Martin, The Jerk The road to Big Bear, CA, for those who have never been, is a tale of paved unexpectation. What begins as a characterless, fifty-three lane freeway—rough estimate—soon turns to a thin, serpentine course that twines ’round swelling, green-pine landscape
If you were at last night’s Metropolitan Museum of Art Costume Institute Benefit (more affectionately known as the Met Gala), you’d find standing guard—well, sitting guard—somewhere along the sumptuous, 150-foot red carpet a man named André Leon Talley, Vogue contributing editor and self-proclaimed sartorial sentinel of style. “I’m a larger-than-life
Happy Sunday! Happy May Day! Happy Almost Summer! Happy phrases that necessitate exclamation marks! The sitch: I got up this morning, had my coffee, saddled my horse (a.k.a put a leash on my 11-pound terrier) and went out into the cruel, 70-degree world, searching for May flowers to photograph for you,
“To tell you the truth, I don’t know,” said Henry. “You don’t?” Asked the stranger sitting next to him, a burly man with wide earlobes and no hair. “I don’t know,” Henry said again. “How can it be that you’ve traveled the entire world looking for something and you don’t
In honor of the upcoming Earth Day celebrations, I wanted to take a moment to digitally toast my own little slice of Earth right here in Southern California. As Instagram proves, my homage is a whole lot of azure skies, vintage cars, honeydew sunsets and endless surf:
