As I sat outside of the coffee shop, Pastry Art, Julia walked in. Her look was so compelling that I dared not miss her leaving, so I went inside and intercepted her. As she waited for a latte, I explained my intention, and she was game. I told her that I would wait outside.
As she emerged, there was the latte in one hand and a pastry in the other. After a brief conversation I asked her to stand in the doorway, which I propped open with my foot as I shot. I asked her to remove the sunglasses, but her hands were occupied; I reached up and removed them. After photographing, I carefully put them back on.
