I first met Taylor while scrubbing powdered cheese off of Doritos for a commercial spot John directed.  I think you could safely say that we bonded over the cheddar.  And while Heidi is nobly saving the world one homeless person at a time (I told you they were awesome), Taylor is an amazingly talented stencil graffiti artist and actor!  Check out his work at 214 Graffiti.  For a thank you gift they sent us a custom canvas of our kids – it’s by far the coolest thing we own now.  I literally squealed with excitement when I saw it!  Make sure you check his work out – it’ll blow your mind.

This is science folks.  You can read about it on wikipedia.

However, this poor little boy’s torment didn’t stop with middle-child-syndrome.  He was also born with a full head of flaming red hair, making him a minority within a minority, like albino Asians.  With skin as white as snow (or a ghost) and hair brighter than the sun, Jordan came into this world pronouncing, “I.  Am.  Here.”  He pointed to humanity with one stumpy, thick knuckled finger and said, “I may look like a snowman that somebody set a flame but I CAN NOT be stopped!  I WILL NOT suffer the effects of middle-child-syndrome.  Listen to me, World!  I may look like a viking from time past with my stocky build and love for raw meat but I SHALL NOT be forgotten!  My name is Jordan Lee (name has been changed to protect the innocent) and you will pay attention to me!”

And we all have.

Jordan is one of these guys that walks into a room and commands your attention.  From the outside he looks rough and tumble.  He’s a man’s-man; a hunter at heart with no interest in frilly things.  He orders his steaks red and his beers dark.  He owns an arsenal of weaponry and his interests include gun-hunting, bow-hunting, knife-hunting and fist-hunting.  You know Brad Pitt in “A River Runs Through It”?  Remember the end of the movie where he fights a bear?  That’s Jordan.

About four years ago he went out into the world of the civilized man, club in hand, found Kate and dragged her back to his cave, kicking and screaming.

They’ve been together ever since.

Kate is my soon-to-be sister-in-law.  She’s a small glass of water with a heart made of piss and vinegar; a tiny little girl from the outside with dark strands of hair she has a personality that’s as spunky as….well…..something really spunky.  The two of them live in Montana (“Man-tana” as the testosterone heavy locals call it) where Katie is finishing her nursing degree.  We see her at Thanksgiving and Christmas and she relates to us regal stories of men visiting the emergency room with different household items trapped inside their rectums; remote controls, light bulbs, cell phones and dildos.  She tells us that their reason is always the same; they were walking around after a shower and sat down on the offending object by accident.  Poor fellows.

SO, Jordan and Katie are getting married next summer in South Dakota and it really is a match made in Man-tana.  Red loves to hunt, and Katie hates it.  Katie loves pigs and Red likes to first kill and then eat them.  Katie is polite and genial while Red is a portable Mexican fiesta.  Katie heals all wounds and Red wounds and then kills all things.

These two are perfect.  Their puzzle pieces just fit.  And we couldn’t be happier for them.

To kick us off we had an amazing shoot with Miss Elle for her 6mth photos.  This little girl has, hands down, the most amazing eyelashes I have ever seen.  You’ll see.

And then there’s this punk ass.  Don’t worry, I don’t call all my clients by such endearments.  This one is special.  He’s my brother.  And the red-headed freak has somehow managed to convince this lovely girl to marry him.