Category Archives: On the Road

Don’t Mess with Texas


I love Dallas for 2 things, great models and Mexican food. They grow their models tall in Texas and there’s heaps of them pouring in from all around the lonestar state. The Texans love their flair so you always get a little bonus with them arriving with their snazzy outfits and sparkly accessories.  I’m a Californian and California has phenomenal mexican food. Texas has insane Mexican food. In the civil war-like Texas rivalry which is Pappacitos vs Chuys I always make Chuys a tradition ordering the “la comida deluxe” with a pillow and comforter chaser. I dream about that dish.This trip just happened to be the same time as game 3 of the Mavs-Lakers NBA playoff game so coupling with the fact that one of my models Colin Branca was in town shooting and me winning tix to the game on ebay we rolled hard with extra large foam finger in hand to watch a raucous cowboy mob cheer on their team to a buzzer beater and ultimately back breaking win over the Lakers.  Models, some potential but no one ready now. My best find was in the hyatt fitness center, a young 15 year old not in the competition. I hope her mom calls.

For casting assessment

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Mavs-Lakers pix http://www.flickr.com/photos/60231305@N08/sets/72157626701310906/

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Bienvenidos a Panama


It can be hard finding tall, skinny girls in a place that there are few and far between.  But I love the challenge. And I love Central America. For 3 years I got to choose Mr. and Mrs Panama with the help of my dear friend Raul Cubilla who organized the competition and I have since made a part of our Wilhelmina family. He knows I love the local food too so always finds a way to fill my insatiable appetite, and always features a churrasco along the way. This past trip I was a judge in the Panamanian tv Star 23 competition which was a VH1 esque mix of “Dancing with the Stars” and a ruckus New Years Eve party; the studio deafening by families armed with whistles, posters and thundersticks cheering on their favorite candidate. Check it out.

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Snowpocolyse


I had to leave London early and rerouted to Miami via New York for a last minute conference. The news reported all airports in NY closed and there were no private drivers brave enough to risk the buried highways. I convinced a taxi driver to take a chance with the help of a fistful of cash.  There was carnage and buried cars along the empty highway all the way to Newark.  My flight was the only one to leave NY to Miami that day.

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It all turns to color


Shattered from the sleepless nights and bloodsucking of Paris and Milan shows, I crawl on hands and knees to Gare du Nord and escape to London to see best friend Lady Harrington. She is one of the most incredible women I know and I always feel better with her in my company.


My heart cut out in Paris



After a few drinks I feel like I can fly…


End of Fashion Week in Paris, Angels and Demons Party


Fashion is so cool I sometimes convince myself I can lift a car


Paris outside Le Grand Colbert