i’ve been meaning to photograph karen for at least a year now. she’s from my husband’s side of the family and over time we’ve become pretty close friends. she likes the clothes, wears them. she cuts my hair at her little salon. i can talk to her about anything, she never judges. she always has a story that surprises me. “when i was in london studying at vidal sassoon …” at 59, i think she’s phenominally beautiful. don’t you ?