As with all magazine features, there is a q&a that goes into a black hole when there’s a lack of space issue. Which delights me because now I can funnel a bunch of views to my blog and use that content for my damn self so without further ado, read on little buddy. This is what I thought about myself in July.

What’s one word that best describes your box portrait experience?

It was an empowering experience and I am really glad I braided my hair that morning plus wore those dangly earrings, it really worked out.

How did you feel afterwards?

I felt pretty pumped, proud and accomplished. A few friends expressed interest in getting naked in the box themselves. Seeing is believing so once they saw the magic that the simplicity of boxed nudes can be, it just spread from there. I don’t think they ever got around to it so now I imagine they’d be kinda pissed at themselves.

What was the reaction of your family/partner/friends?

Awesomeness and a funny facebook thread. I am renowned for my past with nudes so I am pretty sure some people were like whatever Raymi. You still get a thrill each time you undress and despite considering myself a bit of a nudist, I still get shy.

Would you pose naked outside of a box? And how do you think the box changed things?

As previously mentioned I’ve gone buff before. I think I’d pose nude again if I had full creative control, great lighting, props, setting, location, and concept. I guess that sounds control freakish but you gotta do you. I’m into outdoor nudity in places you wouldn’t expect.

What was the last thing that you did that scared you?

I hung out with Miss World Canada beauty queens for a few days subjecting myself to jealous personal comparisons and accepting the aging process. It actually wasn’t scary after all. I enjoyed momming them a bit.

What do you wish people understood more about you?

How charming and witty I actually am. More people deserve to experience me in real life and have the pleasure of my humour. A lot of people think I am crazy which I chalk up to a big misunderstanding and sexism. I am simply a self-assured go-getter whom also happens to be an unbridled genius. I’m special I know it and exploit it for personal gain. One must, no?

How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?

19

In what ways are you the same as your childhood self?

I have arrested development. I was thinking about this in my uber ride en route to work this morning. I’m OLD but I have no intention of aging, maturing, or ever growing up any time soon.

Thanks to HOLR Magazine and to Mike Parker

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Hey tiger. I always wanted an industrialized portrait like a teen runaway model, such as this. Boy I have a way with words. I am trying to “give more” here okay please, will you just!

I love collaborating with these two. We have another project on the go after this and I won’t spoil it so don’t ask. Okay it’s a video. But that’s all you get so quit asking.

Two words: these shoes. Great wardrobe costuming Lizzy. I lucked out eh.

Sorry this post is a day late but who’s the boss here? I am.

“Samantha!!!!” (Can actually do Tony’s voice perfectly, ask me if you see me IRL).

How about this top hat right? How about seeing someone wearing it riding around their apartment on their bicycle? We went down the rabbit hole madhatter perhaps? Oh, artists. Am I right? I am. I always am.

The majority and basically only work Reggie did to altering or cleaning up these photos was just covering up my bruises. I crashed my bike before I went to Detroit. I was coasting on one peddle then decided to hit the brakes for some awful reason and toppled over but don’t worry, 20 people on the starbucks patio in liberty village saw it. I have never seen my facebook crowd so happy to hear this news before. So anyway these are my flawless Mariah Carey shiny legs. Thanks Reg.

When we pulled up to the Fisher body plant I spied this tire so after the shoot up on the roof during sunset and beyond I was like, “I am so funny. I am going to push this tire down the street.” So I did. Then Reggie made me get on it and I was not into it because I’ve rolled an ankle before and it is NOT fun. I got over being a wimp and we did some tire pedestal magic.

Now with hat. I watched Straight Outta Compton the night prior, so.. I might be Ice Cube now.

Sick opening track (one of).

You bet my hands were dirty after that.

Couldn’t resist. Sometimes it is true. But I think I am so addicted to my facebook feed and snooping on the lives of others that I actually LOVE people. We can talk about this later.

Not to expose the trick but when you shoot from below you get to look way taller.

Prepare yourselves for a racy one meow….

Trying to make some pot of gold leprechaun joke here.

Lizzy likes this one.

No lying but am I entering my Mariah Carey phase? Naw. It’s my Amy Schumer phase. Bitch I’m hilar. She gets away with what I have been doing for years and trying to get away with but never did. Well guess what? It’s “mah tahm now.”

I could have gotten my hair profesh done but I was too bagged my last day to get it together and go. Regretsy. Looks neat here tho. I am Aslan of Narnia.

Getting a little stretch in there. As we age it’s important to stay limber. See how I be rockin’ the big D hat? I grabbed it as a last second thing and glad I did.

Okay um we’re almost done for now. Saving all the rest for another post I don’t want to overwhelm y’all too much.

See you tomorrow with part two of Detroit. xo rlw (missed you).

It’s so hard to stop posting pics lol. I have a ton on my camera from brunch at the Whitney. Beautiful times.

I will not dispute the above charges on my person. okay x-oh for real tho!

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