I Drive a Convertible!
It was quite by accident that I bumped into Magda Berliner in Los Angeles. I had met her at a Target party in New York back in February and even if I tried, I could never forget that tiny vision… READ MORE
Cognac & Confucius
The day has everything to be auspicious. The blazing azure sky and burgeoning pink cherry blossoms forecast spring, albeit apprehensively. It’s the season at its chilliest yet prettiest and Laure has the windows open for the first time this year…. READ MORE
Brimful Fields
On what would turn out to be the coldest day in May, Liu Wen, China’s proudest Supermodel export, is waiting patiently on the corner of Houston and Lafayette for her ride up to Brimfield in Massachusetts. She’s about to embark… READ MORE
Fly Fisher
Marmite is staring me down from across the room. She’s on the bed, her eyes dead set on mine, as if she wants to make sure I am aware and in awe of her ever-so-mighty presence. She seems just like… READ MORE
I Just Love Love
A public bathroom is the last place you’d want to be recognized but it happened to Nicole Warne at the airport in Amsterdam. I don’t know if she shook hands with the blessed fan, but it was memorable nonetheless. Because… READ MORE
Shooting the Breeze
“My husband is a minimalist,” says Brenda as she scans the living room. At first sight I would agree with her. The apartment is fairly plain and fundamentally practical. There is a couch where a couch is supposed to be,… READ MORE
Digital Destiny
“Are you sure this is not too much?” she asks with a worried, yet amused look on her face. I’ve just coaxed Christene to put on a bright green shirt with blue and white striped pants and gold pumps. “I… READ MORE
For Work and for Love
When I arrive at the house, Valentine is standing on her front door step in the drizzling rain, smoking a cigarette. “It’s the last one,” she mutters with visible regret. “I’m trying to enjoy it while it lasts.” Not that… READ MORE
She’s a Lady
“I don’t know how much vintage I’ve got here, babe,” she says, staring blankly at the insides of her wardrobe. (Sophia calls me ‘babe’. Even in her e-mails and texts. In fact, I can almost with certainty say that everyone’s… READ MORE
La Petite Casta
Meet Marie Ange Casta: Art Student, Model, Comedienne, Parisienne, Little Sister. She’s a minimalist comfort dresser, nothing too flashy, just casual. She loves to wear black and jeans and boots. She’s into vintage but more in the summer – “it… READ MORE
Family Tree
I never do much research on the girls I shoot. I’m content with a one-liner bio and a quick scan of their google images page. Yes, OK, they must look at least half decent, but I trust the taste and… READ MORE
Denim & Couture
It’s day two of Paris Fashion Week and Vanessa Seward is sick. She’s sniffling and coughing and bravely keeping herself together with pharmaceuticals. But she’s smiling like a beauty queen and talking to the press like a machine. Because she… READ MORE