On-set for an outdoor commercial shoot. It’s freezing out, so I’m wearing thermal pants and under armor underneath my suit. It feels like I’m wearing a low budget, incomplete superhero costume.
She’s wearing a wool sweater, so occasionally she’ll give me a tiny static shock whenever she licks my face.
I have stumbled upon the fanciest gas station bathroom that ever was OR EVER SHALL BE.
Sam sells cars to Canadians in Louisiana, Chapter 2. (at a tiny hot studio)