Faith is a funny thing. You can look at something and just know that it's right, even if it doesn't seem to be at first glance. Now, sometimes, motivation for keeping that faith is found in the most obvious, but happenstance places. In my case? It's been a few things: people, music, photos. I've had a song on repeat for the last 45 minutes and can't help but smile and shake my head at the decimal-point miscalculations I've made. Hey, don't judge, I was never very good with numbers.

I have the lightest feeling in the world, like falling in love all over again, but with something that I've had all along. It's a well-known fact that I frequently reside in my own world, causing me to sometimes not pay so much attention to what people are trying to tell me. What? Me? Not listening?

You're shocked. I know.

You can't put a measurement, a time limit on things of extraordinary value. There's no time bomb, there's no expiration date, and for that matter, there's no expectation. I wrote most of this late last night, but there was no deadline on the posting of this either. Good idea? Bad idea? Whatever. I don't really care. You can't demand things. People make mistakes and I made a pretty huge one. I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to take that back, but it was me who was wrong. Thank God I'm neurotic enough to have kept words I said tucked away, or I don't know that I would have been smart enough to figure this out.

Catching your faith waver is quite scary, but putting it back where it should be is strangely comforting. I don't even care what happens next; I just finally listened to the words being said over and over to me and took notice at how boldly I had ignored them - out of interest in my own, trivial agenda.

If all that I gain out of this piece is to cognitively have the ability to re-align faith, then that's great. If all that you gain out of this piece is to know that it truly is possible to re-align faith, that's great.

As this song continues on repeat, I laugh at myself for being such an idiot. With another smile and shake of my head, I still will say that I've never had more faith in my life.

Photo: One of my random, solo walks through the streets of New York - the birds perching on the left creating a stationary frame, blending with the buildings, for the ones already taking flight in a brightly urban winter sky.

Sophia Bush.

Sophia Bush.

Heather Coleman, Oxfam's Senior Climate Change Policy Advisor, presents at a Cosmopolitan event held in the penthouse of 6 Columbus on Tuesday.

A piece from Joseph Altuzarra's line, showcased at his private event during the Mercedes-Benz Fall 2009 Fashion Week in New York.

A piece from Joseph Altuzarra's private event during the Mercedes-Benz Fall 2009 Fashion Week in New York.

Photo: One of many Barbies on display at Bloomingdale's on 59th and Lexington in celebration of Barbie's 50th birthday.

Just as a heads-up folks, many images in the future will not be accompanied by words/stories. So, if you like any of the images without my written anecdotes and silly ramblings, please just ask me about it and I will be more than thrilled to tell you.

Photo: An early Barbie displayed at Bloomingdale's on 59th and Lexington in celebration of Barbie's 50th birthday.

Annd Stump wins the show!! Woooo!

The next morning, this dog had more appearances than most A-list celebrities. Basically, every network or publication that covers news and/or fluff was at the Westminster Dog Show. I was actually blown away by how many damn cameras there were... and I'm part of the media!

Will continue notes on the dog show at a later date...

Oh Stump. If you only had known what you were getting yourself into as a pup when you walked up to the lady in pearls with a checkbook in one hand and a dog treat in the other.

Happy trails to you, my friend... may your fine genetics earn your owners wads of money for years to come.

Photo: Handler, Scott Summer with Stump, the Sussex Spaniel who won the hearts of the Westminster judges.

(my favorite photograph of the show)

Your Excellency,

I'm very sorry I cut off your fingers in this shot. I was nervous. I promise it won't ever happen again.

Sincerely,

The photographer with the sparkling ballet flats.


Photo: President of the 63rd Session of the United Nations General Assembly and former Nicaraguan foreign minister, Miguel d'Escoto Brockmann (left) during a leisurely visit with Logan, a friendly Labrador backstage at the 133rd Westminster Dog Show.

I tried to interview a dog once too.

Photo: Backstage at the 133rd Westminster Dog Show, held annually at Madison Square Garden.

Ma'am, are you aware your dust mop has eyes?

Photo: Backstage at the 133rd Westminster Dog Show, held annually at Madison Square Garden.

Not posting a wide shot of this event would have just been stupid... so here ya go.

Keep in mind, that the FDR Highway is on the left side of the ramp and the East River is on the right. Craziness.

Premiere of the Red Bull Snowscrapers event in NYC

Only the fine people at Red Bull would say, "Hey...You know what would be f'n rad? An urban snowboarding competition... in NYC and you know, we'll call it Snowscrapers, cuz like New York has a lot of skyscrapers and snow starts with S, just like sky, and it's a winter sport in the city... so like... yeah... right on!"

And God Bless each and every one of them. This event was totally rad.

What better marketing plan can you have than to building a frozen nine-story ramp at a 40 degree angle on the eastern bank of Manhattan and catapult the world's 16 best riders down it. I mean, really! What demographic doesn't want to see that? Those that wish to not stand on the bank of the East River when it's 10 degrees out? Haha, nice try, but false.

Usually I'm in aforementioned demographic, so I rationalize shooting this event by thinking that my fingers almost froze off for this shot. Good God was it cold, but worth every shake and shiver. This is New York! You get a sweet gig, you take it! You hear of a stellar event, you don't think about it, you just go!

Unfortunately, I had another gig to run off to, so I didn't actually shoot the competition, but the light was just where I wanted it to be for the practice runs, so I wasn't too bummed. Besides, if you didn't get a chance to go down and check it out*, Red Bull Snowscapers airs on both NBC and MSGTV on Sunday, February 15th at 5 p.m. EST.

*One of the funniest/coolest things about NYC is that I bet 7/8 of the population had no idea this event was occuring. On that same note, the West Side Highway could have been hosting a chorus line of tap-dancing elephants and none of us on the East Side at this event would have known about it either! Well, that's a lie... I obviously would have known about that, but you get my point. What a frickin' cool place.

Note: This shot also looks way cooler with the proper color read. Sorry about that guys!

Some sick air.

Reminds me of a scarecrow.

I could think of things I never thunk before.
And then I'd sit, and think some more.

Seriously Firefox? One day I'll fix your RGB profile... Just in case anyone was wondering, this pic is sick in full color.

But hey, whatever. Riddde the wave and gooo with the flooowww.

Del Cheetah of the Sex Slaves being awesome with the assistance of his height and that burning ball of gas* positioned right behind him, mid-head-bang.

*Just because I've had a few questions about this: it is NOT in fact a burning ball of gas, but Del Cheetah's blonde hair catching the color of a pretty hot light, producing said effect.