Mumbling Madly

Spent the afternoon with Kris, taking pictures all Top Model style in pseudo-costume on his patio. The idea was that it would be sunny out, Kris’ spectacular view would lend itself to a hip fun press shoot, and I would be fresh with ideas. Instead it started snowing a little bit when I was driving over to Queen Anne. I sat, shivering my guts out, on Kris’ patio wearing my homemade party hat–illustrating my fourth year. Wheee! All in all, it went really well. I’m indebted to Kris. To celebrate our own home shoot, we watched two hours of Top Model and ate cheese with beef jerky.