Hey, gidday mates! So Jenny and I flew into LA yesterday, dropped our bags off at our little WeHo house rental, then caught an Uber to the Sunset Marquis to see Tom Bull who was sitting pretty by the pool with a chihuahua named Wolfie. That guy lives the life. He refuses to worry, travels wherever the wind takes him, and enjoys himself everywhere he goes. He’s like the walking manifestation of that Bob Marley song. We could all learn a thing or two from Mr Bull.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! I’m coming to you live from chilly Christchurch, New Zealand, where I’m hanging with my Mum, Dad, Nana, and Miss Jenny Albright for three days before things get going in Auckland. From Friday-Sunday I’m shooting the Barkers campaign with Tom Bull; on Monday New Zealand Fashion Week starts; and on a few nights scattered in the mix, Jenny and I will be DJing some cool spots in Auckland. It’s all happening! I shot this the day before I flew out for my epic NYC — Frankfurt — Singapore — Auckland voyage, and it was inspired by the sorts of outfits Tom Cruise wore in movies like Rain Man and Roger Moore wore as James Bond.Click to Continue!
Anon asks: After moving to a new city I started seeing a guy who had been dating several girls in parallel for a while. He enjoyed this life a lot, but soon stopped dating others to be with me. He is being sweet, attentive, introduces me to friends and family. But I feel extremely insecure. I obsess when he doesn’t contact me for a day, falls asleep instead of wanting sex, or has fun with friends without me. I don’t want to be that girl yet I cannot get myself to relax. What can I do?
Hey, gidday mate. You know the expression, “Live and let live”? I think it applies to you here.Click to Continue!
Anon asks: Hi! I have a question. I’m a mildly successful 23-year-old. I’m fairly confident in my abilities as a woman. I like myself. I’ve been single for a while. I seem to have the same problem: I always end up dating douchebags. These guys always seem so great and genuine at first, and they always seem to put in a LOT of effort (I mean, a lot a lot). So I always think it’s going well. But it always ends up with them being shady/douchey at the end. It’s like they’re a whole new person. What’s my problem?
You know that old James Bond advertising campaign where it’s like, “Would you buy a used Aston Martin from this man?” It applies perfectly to your love life.Click to Continue!