Lost in Another Place

Pictures that never make the cut, but should've. For all the other pics click here! For more information on the Beauty Queen, Dantam, (above) log onto www.vietfun.com. Or search for her on Craigslist in the section titled "Casual Encounters." 

Black Swan

These pictures were taken after an intense session of core et barre, Raych died in the process. Bring your ballerina shoes because you're about to get owned.

But in all seriousness, we actually took these pictures at a Target parking lot (our favorite place to rendezvous). 20 mins later Raych was off to a party and I went to bed because 6am work the next day is not fun. To stay true to the day's festivities, I spent the night reading Harry Potter.

The End.

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Whip My Hair

My cousin whips her hair back and forth like Willow Smith. I actually can't believe I made whip my hair the song for my blog, but I did so deal with it.

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Golden Haze

I recently did a photoshoot with my good friend Dantam (pronounced Dan-tam). She's a self proclaimed Queen of Awkwardness and after shooting her for a few minutes/seconds I'd have to agree. Any direction I'd give her would be nervously muttered under her breath. "Can you lean back?" "Leaning backkkk." "Can you smile?" "Smiling....." As a result, many of her pictures were taken mid talk with her mouth opened in an odd fashion. Nonetheless I managed to capture some great moments.


Dantam insisted that I name this post "Make this Desert Flower Again." Aside from the fact that it's a line taken from a Selena Gomez song, the sexual innuendos were too intense for this G rated blog.

Sanguine

Other then the fact that both these pictures are mainly red, they have no reason to be together. But like everything else in my life...nothing makes sense.

21

On September 11 I finally reached that milestone age that people go ape shit for: 21. I'm an extremely low key guy and opted for a quiet relaxing day at a winery instead of blacking out in Vegas. Is it bad that I wanted to remember my birthday? Thus, I took some family to Mount Palomar for a day of wine tasting. I really wanted to spend some time with my Dad and binge drinking wine is right up is ally.  The winery was beautiful and the people were extremely friendly. Complete strangers wanted to toast for my birthday (probably because they were drunk). I didn't expect anything like this to be located in Temecula California.

Its been about a week since I've turned 21 and I have to say that life isn't much better. So what is there left to look forward to? All that's left are those great jokes about being forever 21 (sarcasm). My mom loves shopping at Forever 21 but not so much for the clothes. I think she likes to rep the shopping bags that says Forever 21 in large writing. These shopping bags seem to confirm a false reality of a youth once had. Just because you shop at Forever 21 doesn't mean you're 21. Is this my future?

Backyard Gems

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Under the Influence [of giants]

Going under for surgery has been one of the strangest experiences of my life. I can't say I didn't enjoy it because I loved every second of it. There is something about blacking out and waking up feeling completely euphoric that is very appealing. Snapping out from general anesthesia makes you feel really floopy. Let me provide you with exhibit A:

Never give the phone to a patient coming out from anesthesia. On top of that, I've been completely drugged and trapped at home.

So not only have I been light headed from the anesthesia,  but on top of that I'm on a daily pill regimen that closely resembles being on birth control. I commend you ladies. Did I also mention that I am still numb in places where I shouldn't be? The only glimmer of hope that  I had was through the torturing of my younger sister who has been gleefully enjoying the last bit of her summer. The torture of choice? Shoving her in front of my camera lens and relish in her teenage awkwardness.

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Getting these pictures were like pulling teeth. To be honest the term "pulling teeth" wouldn't do these pictures any service because it was basically like pulling wisdom teeth. My sister is not a model. If only you could see the pictures that didn't make the cut.......I vowed those pictures would never surface.

P.S. Aww my sister is growing up. My Mom is definitely going to be freaking out soon.......

P.P.S If you couldn't already tell that I'm a family man from my last few posts, you should be informed that I am quite the family man.