True story: I was late for my flight and had to run across three terminals to make it. This boys session was scheduled for my arrival. I knew he has a particular foot related...palate. So I sealed my sweaty sprint socks just for him. Allie, my lovely assistant today, picked out the worst of the socks from a weeks worth of model shoots. Together, we brew tea. And to top the cake, we, um, “dust” our feet for him. Aw. Look at him. He’s salivating. Bon Appetit!