The Androgynous Greaser

Today was just one of those days. It’s the day before spring officially starts, and we woke up to a winter wonderland (if you call slushy blizzard like conditions a “wonderland”). The day was lost immediately. Well, for me anyway. I can’t drag Shana into this, she’s always productive, even on our “days off” she manages to get something done, all while I sit on the couch watching nerd shows and asking for a beverage, please. So while I moped and grumbled about the weather, she got to work finishing off these photos, which I had procrastinated for months on because there was always something else I had to do. Then I napped. But when I woke up, Shana had finished all of these in such a fantastic artsy way, the way I had envisioned I wanted them to look when I shot her down in that basement. So while I’d love to take credit for these entirely as my own, she, as always, was one half of these awesome pictures. Her stepmother, Tori, get’s 1% of the credit, too. For the awesome zebra shirt which totally made this modern day greaser thing come alive.

Oh! and I almost forgot. The sneak peek picture I posted to facebook a couple of months ago got accepted on Vogue Italia. Shana is officially a model.