These two shots are the result of what initially was an idea I had, but ended in just messing about as we were pre-drinking for a night out on the razz and I lost my enthusiasm for operating things rapidly. These two are the only that struck me as worth posting. The first seems to hint at a subtle yet very cute adoration that's going down in camp L.A.D. I very much enjoy it. The other is a portrait that speaks for itself really... The unashamedly feminine traits that ooze out of us modern day, vanity ridden, pretty-boy-floyds. A kind of camp arrogance from straight men, if you will.
In some valid defence, he is well aware of the benefits of making aesthetic effort, trust me.
