DOGGY STYLE

More sunlit diversions: our recent shoot in Epping. The location is picturesque, yet with a seedy and hilarious overtone provided by the constant stream of tentatively cruising homosexual men patrolling  the area looking for daytime action in the bushes. Dozens of them. I didn't film them, as it didn't seem fair, but the walk is very specific: casual but with intent, holding down the adrenalin that is clearly coursing through the veins.

The other factor that is not immediately apparent about the place is that every ten yards are absolutely punctuated by piles of dog pony. Literally everywhere. My nimble Hunter clad and spacially aware fashion team made it through the shoot unscathed. Not so the photography lot. Jake rolled through pony in his Armani bomber, digi-op' Neil knelt in pony and finally photographic assistant Chris dropped the light meter in pony, didn't notice, picked it up and got pony all over himself. They were the pony club. To recap, the shoot was about dogs and British traditional outerwear, not pony. The Dogs are Hungarian Vislas, and didn't pony once on camera. A pleasant yet treacherous way to spend one's working Thursday. Time for a re-boot soon perhaps.

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