Still in LA
I have a fairly strict rule on dogs: if they're over 12 pounds and not a shih-tzu, they're not really my type. But this one, which I found at Barney's in Beverly Hills, I just sorta liked. Maybe it was his "fuck you, I don't care if I need braces, I'm badass" attitude ... or maybe it was his drool. But either way, I really, really wanted to take him home with me. Or at least on a photo shoot.