Compulsory, like a thunderstorm

Some portraits of my lovely friends during recent holiday celebrations.


Lindsey, getting ready for Tani's cocktail-attire Christmas party. She looks like a painting.


Aaron, drinking some stuff Tani mulled out of a mug.


Tani in front of bokeh from her Christmas tree.


Ari, chatting on the phone and being generally adorable in front of some Andy Warhol pictures in her apartment during her early Chanukah brunch



Jamie and Ari, lounging and looking like uninterested* models in window light.
(*uninterested is different from disinterested.)

A lovely thing about Christmas is that it's compulsory, like a thunderstorm, and we all go through it together.
Garrison Keillor