Sixteen years ago, if you’d told me that one day I’d be under studio lights with Chris Somos asking me to ‘hold that pose, yeah, just like that’ from behind a camera, my puberty might’ve become a fair bit more confusing than it already was.
But it happened. There’s proof. One surprisingly cold night in October of 2015, I found myself having a surprisingly good time in a photo shoot with one of my oldest, dearest, and surprising friends.