Random late August and Doin the model thang, Budapest, Aug - Sept 1, 2006




walking home from chachacha kert at sun/moon rise but couldn't tell you which night. i guess i was feeling patriotic with the flag and all.



roli on the night he had called me up about 7 times to say "fuck you. fuck you." (in a playful roli way of course) he had had maybe one or two beers ;). found himself here in some kind of existential cigarette moment.



maybe the next night? same night? in west balkan with laci and the troops...



next afternoon? at tundi's cozy cafe on the buda side. here tundi trying hard to answer the phone in the proper fashion. (ie, not 'hey')



a couple fridays ago, viktor the dj dentist called to say his friend was in need of male models for a pep magazine sponsored show in tuzrakter. i agreed to walk and called up my modeling manfriend zola to assist. naturally he dropped everything and pitched up ;)



the designer pimping her shoes...



preparation feet



the backstage scene



the walkway, pre-show scene



before the show i handed over my camera to juli so she could snap up a storm. first up was her friend and my dressing assistant for the night, imola. here shown trying to smile while thinking 'my god let me not see brandon's bare legs anymore'



da zsuzsinator



'and lintu' one half of the 'mia and lintu'



roli-san wearing his hives shirt which we all have come to love for its eco-friendly green-ness.



time for the show! zola pretty much succeeds in looking not gay despite the popped collar on a polo



me wearinging a froo-froo fringe jacket thing with pink stuff. and desperately showing the fact i was operating on about 3 hrs sleep.



zola still not able to escape from the pop-collar nazi dressers



doreen also took some shots! and how fucking sad do i look here? if you said, 'really fucking sad' hooray for you!



i preferred the abstract sci-fi look overall however...