Trevin is a friend of mine from high school. When he contacted me via Instagram, I had not spoken with him in more than eight years. He said he’d just moved to San Diego and wanted to come visit LA. We drank red wine in my steamy apartment and then did a brief shoot in my neighborhood. Trevin is a natural model, I think.
I remember him as a him as a charismatic performer, some one who is fluent in the absurd. He was the first male I met who wore women’s clothing. He’s still the same and his sharp memory made me happy and nostalgic. I think that comes through in some of these images.