You know how brunch on a Sunday sometimes lasts a really long time and you have a few drinks and then a few more and then end up in a hookah bar in the East Village and then someone gets out their camera? The above picture of my friends Mike and Ruth (taken by friend Desiree), is a shining example of the magic that can happen.
Now, I don't know from photography or photography awards, but shouldn't this get Desiree next year's Nobel Peace Prize?
