imee works at a sneaker store by the beach named undefeated. this girl is without a doubt a rare gem in this here city of angels. she reminds me of the kind of woman paul gauguin used to paint in tahiti. or the kind marlon brando fell in love with in french polynesia.

now here’s a humble guy with good looks, cultivated manners, a smile worthy of a toothpaste ad campaign and an interesting looking key ring. i know practically nothing about this man except for the fact that his surname is petit, his t-shirt was given to him by his friend named deborah and he is a member of some hot shot interior design group named “the archers.” his face reminds me of clark gable.

this is jeremy scott, the designer who once upon a time called kansas home. then he moved to paris and pretty much played a pivotal role in the amplifying the fashion scene over there during the late 90’s. that was then, this is now. today he calls LA home. i’m quite speechless at this expression he’s got going on in this photo. lets sum it up as exhaustion shall we (he’s currently working on his ready to wear collection which will be unveiled in paris early october).

pr guru of LA. man about town with a super-sweet demeanour and a penchant for cocktails. henri gives new meaning to the expression “talk the talk and walk the walk.” his mother should be proud.

part-time music producer, part-time APC salesperson, jean-marc is the first official francophile to have crossed my path in LA. originally from the south of france, he has called LA home for nearly a decade. intact with his hyper-enthusiastic tone of voice, we conversed for about ten minutes prior to taking these photos as he insisted “this is the place to be. even becks is here now.”
someone told me later he dyes the back tussle of hair every couple of months with a different color.

i know i officially dedicated this week as “all boys” on the blog and all, but marcella here is simply too delovely to wait for. i discovered her on saturday afternoon as she was changing around the window display in the store for which she works
(one of my favourite new labels) named “built by wendy.” not only was she mega-accomodating in having her snapshot taken but she posed like a pro. and that’s cool.

someone got hit with the good looking stick at birth. presenting randy. nineteen year-old stussy sales guy. former supreme intern. this kid is headed for stardom (with his moustache). his face belongs on billboards.

some men are destined to wear color. chris is one of them. a self-confessed “jack of all trades. master of none” when he’s not art directing for union in LA, he’s strutting his stuff around town cracking jokes, spreading the positive vibe and showing off his angelic-looking kids. born in canada, living the life in LA. red, white and blue rarely looks this good.

um, excuse me. could this kid possibly get any cuter?