Racetrack.
Pumpkin racecars, including a Shaknado-festooned entry.
I’m still assimilating back to normal hours after my shoot, which went really well. I’ll recap it sometime this week. In the meantime, with Permission to Be an Asshole Night just three days away, yesterday (pictured above) was one of the more tolerable traditions here at the beach: Pumpkin Races… It turns out my gym is turning into a Trader Joe’s, which is pretty surprising – I figured the owners would just burn the place and collect the insurance… Glass is half full: Lou Reed was still alive?
