Who Let the Dogs Out

This photograph is a love letter to the city of Los Angeles. For all
its vapidity, superficialness and elaborate coffee orders, there is no
denying its pre-eminence in the entertainment world.
Sunset Boulevard is the spiritual heart of West Hollywood and that
makes it one of the most famous stretches of road in the world.
There are not many places where a road itself is a tourist attraction,
but Sunset is exactly that. One day, just before we were closing a
section of Sunset Boulevard for a Sunday morning shoot, we were
having lunch when our concentration on the menus was broken by
the sight of three Pomeranian dogs arriving in their own
scaled-down Lamborghini. The only passengers were the dogs, and
it was being driven remotely down the street by their owner, who
was out of sight. Only in LA, we all thought. I knew what needed to
be done. It was time to rip up our plans and adapt. I want to thank
the dogs – Rocky, Apollo and Napoleon – for being so easy and
gentle to work with. But most of all, I want to thank their owner
Anne Frankel, who is rightly so proud of her boys. I see the love
they have for her and vice versa.