Nearly a month ago today, I was in line at the post office. There were three young women behind me from whom I borrowed a pen. All beautiful girls, but this one girl… she had this hair… this look… this figure… I looked at her and thought, “Wow, I’d really like to shoot her.” I thought, “Pinup.”

They went in line ahead of me as I was still writing. And then they left.

When I stepped out of the post office, I saw them across the street and they seemed to be heading to the beach. I got on my scooter and tried to catch up as they made their way over to Ocean Drive. Pulled up in front of them and asked the girl with the hair if she modeled. No. Asked if she lived here. No. Said I’d like to shoot her, that I was a photographer, and gave her my card. Told her to look at my stuff and just contact me if she wanted to shoot.

Thankfully, she did. And thankfully, she was awesome. And thankfully, her friends were cool and cool about everything. Roxy is actually the first and only girl I’ve ever approached on the street because I was so struck by their look. Just… wow. Beautiful. Striking. I’m pretty pleased with the way the photos came out from the shoot. All the photos of Roxy are here.