It was a spur-of-the-moment thing, see. I was in the area...why was I in the area, hell was I doing over there...no clue (memory like a goldfish, that's what I got), but I was in the area and it just felt like madness to be that close and not at least Try to meet up with Jenny.
So I did. And I did. And we did.
Some folks you just want to shoot. Jenny? Jenny's someone you just want to hang out with.
So we hung out by the pool, hung out by the jacuzzi, hung out while eating twizzlers, while talking of obsession, while admiring the perfect light of a summer afternoon.
The whole thing was the kind of fun you can't plan, really HAD to be a spur-of-the-moment thing.
Look, we can plan and scheme and construct, but sometimes...sometimes you just want to hang out with people and capture a bit of that in the photos. Can't really fake it.
That's why you gotta strike when the iron's hot. Even if you have to brave an hour's worth of LA traffic to do it. Because, if you're lucky, there's a pool and a jacuzzi and some perfect light and a bag of twizzlers and an awesome lady waiting for ya.