This Jen. The tattoo across her knuckles says “LONE STAR” because she is from Texas and proud of it. She is the human component in a threesome that includes Domingo, a Newfoundland-Chow mix and Lucy, a Shih Tzu. Jen has killer style and so, by default or osmosis, do her dogs.
Pueblo Mountain Park is a 611-acre open space area between Pueblo and the Sangre de Cristos in Colorado. It’s a well-kept secret at the end of a long road that nobody drives down unless they already know what’s at the other end.
We were lucky enough to spend a Saturday morning there with my dad’s old truck, a hot thermos of coffee in our hands and a couple of good dogs at our feet.
Grady, Roux + Prada illegally off leash at the shores of the lake at Crown Hill, Wheatridge, Colo.
Glorianna + Mazen said ‘I do’ in the new Denver Courthouse and then brought it home with a multicultural dance fest reception at an art gallery downtown. There wasn’t a body in the room that wasn’t moving, least of Glo + her new husband, Mazen.
On a fine spring day I showed up to photograph the Dunkins: three kids and two parents who make their own 3D glasses, are proficient jugglers of fruit, and can do mad tricks on a trampoline.
We woke up yesterday wearing t-shirts; went to bed in sweaters. Roux was sorely disappointed; Prada was pleased as punch.