The first thing that happens is, a guy shows up on my doorstep who might as well be the illegitimate son of Ed Wood and John Waters. Then he describes what he does as "Twilight Zone Pinup". So, of course, I'm pretty much sold. Then he picks me up in an old-school Jaguar with an overflowing cigarette tray and otherwise spotless interior.

Welcome to Foto Ray-Gun Mambo.

And that's before he buys me the flocked ceramic dogs.



More pictures on my flickr!