The latest covers I've worked on. On stands now. That is if you're near stands in Las Vegas or New York.
Read the story on Emmy Rossum in Vegas Magazine here.
Read the story on Diane Kruger in Gotham Magazine here.
Showing posts with label Las Vegas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Las Vegas. Show all posts
Monday, January 24, 2011
Helloooo pretty people. (Or, work does not always suck.)
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Diane Kruger,
Emmy Rossum,
Las Vegas,
Magazine,
new york
Monday, November 29, 2010
Las Vegas, City of Sin and Shows.
For those of you who have wondered how I ended up going straight from a Buddhist Monastery to Las Vegas, City of Sin, this is how...

I'm happily working on talent and Presenters for the WMMA Awards again. I'll admit--I'm not well versed in the new sport, but the folks involved in this industry as well as the fighters themselves are as nice as can be. A fact that's hard to believe considering it's a sport popular for its blood, guts and violence.
If you happen to be in Vegas this Wednesday, December 1st, join us at the event!
Tickets are available online through the Palms Hotel.

I'm happily working on talent and Presenters for the WMMA Awards again. I'll admit--I'm not well versed in the new sport, but the folks involved in this industry as well as the fighters themselves are as nice as can be. A fact that's hard to believe considering it's a sport popular for its blood, guts and violence.
If you happen to be in Vegas this Wednesday, December 1st, join us at the event!
Tickets are available online through the Palms Hotel.
Labels:
Fighters Only,
Las Vegas,
Mixed Martial Arts,
Palms Hotel,
WMMA Awards
Monday, December 28, 2009
Greetings from the armpit of America...Vegas, that is.
I know you've been wondering where I've been this week...all two of my readers, that is. Well, I arrived to Las Vegas yesterday--ya know, the city of mirrored hotel facades and dirty hookers--for work. Despite regular showers, I have felt dirty since landing here. The entire city stinks of cigarette smoke, the sky is gray, and there are billboards everywhere for strip clubs and Penn & Teller who I really thought had been eaten by tigers years ago. Instead of candies on my hotel room pillows there was a menu for 'Whipper Ticklers' and crotchless bikini bottoms. I don't want to be a 'naughty ballerina.' I just wish there were better free toiletries in the bathroom. On Day One I lost $3 on a 'Sex and the City' slot machine. The only place I could find to eat lunch was Pink Taco. The chips were great, I'll admit, but I prefer not to dine at eating establishments named after my private parts. The only daylight I've seen on Day Two was via a ride to Del Taco. I will be here for 3 more days and you may not hear from me again. But please--if I don't correspond again by end of week--send a search party to my hotel and the Spearmint Rhino. Thanks and I hope to see you on the flip side.
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casino,
Del Taco,
fast food,
gambling,
Las Vegas,
Penn and Teller,
Pink Taco,
restaurant,
Sex and the City,
slot machines,
strippers
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