Adam is a recent transplant to the PNW from Tennessee, and still has the sweetest Tennessee accent. As sweet as it is, though, his accent isn’t nearly as endearing as his smile and his southern charm.
He lives in what can only be described as a hippy commune, tucked behind some suburban tract homes and apartment buildings down by the airport. It’s a magical woodland scene, complete with battered chairs surrounding a well-used fire pit, a pair of southern-gothic style outdoor alters, a hammock, and a chicken coop.
In the middle of the shoot, a postal carrier stopped by with some new underwear that Adam had ordered, so we finished things off with a few shots in the new undies, too.