I remember once in Montreal, he asked me if we could do a cheesy photo-shoot in the hotel room. Little did I know we’d be playing like 12 year old’s in his backyard with coloured smoke bombs all these years later.
Tis the season to be thankful. So yes. I’m pretty thankful for March and his time throughout the years in helping me photograph a lot of what you see on here.
I hope all of you were surrounded by some sort of smoke-screen which blocked out all the current stress and bullshit of your life this weekend. I ate too much, drank too much, laughed and loved, danced and sang wayyy to much. I suppose it was well deserved. #thanks