When standing in line for a burger at Shake Shack (the Madison Square Park staple) there is little to do but listen to your stomach. Each step forward through the course of an hour (which is a typical wait time) finds conversation dwindling, as salivation overtakes social grace. That is exactly where I found myself yesterday evening, as Lauren, Michael and I decided to treat ourselves to a late night burger and shake.
Just as we were about to board the subway I decided that the light outside was too good for me to forgo taking pictures, so I ran back to my apartment and grabbed my camera case. Not only were we coming up with creative children's book titles ("Baby Death Gets a Burger," the first in a new "Curious George"-like adventure series featuring a baby grim reaper doing grownup activities), but we also managed to turn the park into an episode of "America's Next Top Model." Damn these gorgeous people!
(This was one of my first time taking close portraits as well! Very fun, but also challenging.)
("But I want
an Oompa-Loompa a burger now!")
("Never mind, I want to shoot a Gossip Girl ad.")
("Do you think the people care that we're repeatedly using a flash while standing in line?")
("Just wait until they check out Ranting Details, then they'll wish we had taken MORE!")
("True. They'll see I can sing my ass off AND do American Apparel ads.")
("Whatever happened to Matt?!")
("I'm EATING MY BURGER!!!!")
("We ate so fast that we turned into fuzzy blobs!")
("Oh, nevermind. We're still giving it. But what about Lauren?")
("Oh, she's giving "Sex and the City" poster for us.")
("I certainly am.")
("But now it's time to go home and collapse." It's hard for them to eat burgers AND be beautiful.)