“I’m a New Yorker whose about to marry a Brit in Palm Springs, the wedding is likely to take place at the Frank Sinatra Twin Palms estate, the theme is going to be mid-century modern.” Um, yes please?… I almost responded to her e-mail with just that. It immediately populated my thoughts with images of...
“We want you to come up an hour early… and come hungry.” Driving up to Venice to meet Ted and Erica I couldn’t for the life of me remember if I asked her why… I mean I just figured we were gonna grab a snack or something. Well, I had done exactly as instructed and...
“We want you to be our photographer” she yelled in my ear… “Huh??” I said, and gestured with my hand to my ear. “WE WANT YOU TO BE OUR PHOTOGRAPHER!!!, FOR OUR WEDDING??!!” she yelled over the rhythmic retro mix of the flashdance DJ. It took me a second to realize what the devil Erin...
