COLLECTION: Livin’ Large

First, sorry about last week, but what can I say, I’m the busiest man in no business. Between laundry, must see TV and occasional visits to the bathroom, I just didn’t have the time to update. Because of that though, we’re shooting for three new ones in the next seven days. Wish me luck. Tell a friend.

Anyway, remember when I said I went to Russia? I wasn’t kidding. I’d gone hoping to find a bride. A perfect little Russian princess who’d be so charmed by my American ways (and passport) she’d move state-side and start a life with me.

See, here I am dreaming of her Russian charms… her perfectly sculpted Russian hips, thighs, lips and eyes… (sorry, I’m getting carried away I know)


Ready or not, here I come.


St. Petersburg is a beautiful city, I highly recommend it.

I saw this place…


Not that I had any idea what it was…


And I saw this place too…


Again though, not a clue…


And this guy…


And these gates…


Yup, I saw a lot of cool shit.




The one thing I didn’t see though, was ladies.

Well, I saw ‘em one place, but that doesn’t count.

(actually, truth be told, I didn’t even go in here… the club I did go to however was on a boat. I forget the name, but I highly recommend it)

Anyway, the few ladies that I did meet, weren’t all that into me. I couldn’t figure it out, until I met this man…


His name’s Alexander Federov. Nice guy. But he broke some hard news to me—over ice-cream. Told you he was a nice guy…


He said even if I went to one of the flash clubs where all the hot girls are, odds are none of them would talk to me. I’m not living large enough he said.


I showed him my bankroll, but he wasn’t impressed.


He said I was a small-timer… he was living large…

fuck that… time for a flex-off.

First we did the biceps down-low…


Then up high…


He might have taken me with the tricepts…


But over all, I’m going to have to call it a draw… I mean, yeah, he’s Russia’s top bodybuilder and probably flips cars for fun, but he didn’t have the nerve to take his shirt off. Besides, I towered at least an inch above him (two with the hair).




One last note before I say adieu, to you and you and you..
A special thanks to Nitin Vadukul who took the pictures of Alex and I. It’s important to note that Nitin is an incredible photographer, a great man whom one day I hope to be like, and a friend. Thanks Nitin. You can see his work at nitinvadukul.com.