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My photo journal is a way for me  to express the candid and
honest moments I capture in my  life.  Some  showcase  the
explicit love affair I have with  photography. Others,  just  of
my daily encounters. All are 100 percent real and I wouldn't
trade them for the world. If you blog any of my  imagery,  be
awesome and please give me photo credit. Enjoy!

                                                             -Mr.Steezy
All rights reserved. Simplysteezy.com 2009 - 2012
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Leave some for the imagination. Your viewers will thank you in the end.

iPhone 4s
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Shooting the Stussy Fall '12 on Alysha for  www.mltd.com
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This bird came over with a gnarly sex bruise. Okay, maybe it wasn't from sex. Maybe it was from being drunk and tripping over a curb. Whatever the case, when we walked to Seven
Eleven the cashier chick looked at me like I beat the shit out of my woman. Just another day in the life....
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The older I get and the more money I make, the more of a dirtbag I become. I literally wake up and put on whatever doesn't smell, drink a shit load of coffee (officially sober from
booze for 8 days) and smoke Camel menthol crushes. In the mean time and in-between time, I take photos and hang out in my apartment.
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I grew up wearing Stussy hand-me-downs as a kid. I won't front, I even had the bootleg joints from the swapmeet. 3 for $10, Size XL in (6th grade). Hoes didn't like me, I was mad fat
and thought I would die a virgin. Funny how shit works out.
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Leah came over the other day. We took photos for about an hour and then had a deep convo regarding life. In my line of work I meet all kinds of people with all sorts of personalities
(some have more than one). Every now and then I come across someone who's personality makes me smile.
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This is me in all of my chubby glory. I keep saying I'm going to lose weight but then I start boozing it again. Hopefully this time I can stay off the bottle and tighten my shit up. Part of
me hates my muffin top and squishy cheeks and the other part is like "Fuck it", I'm getting older though. I want to live long enough to take care of my mom and family.
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I treated my bff to lunch the other day. Since we have been friends for over three years we always tend to have talks about cool shit. On this particular day she was telling me how she
wants to start checking the broads that try to bang me. She said "I can't let you eff stupid girls, especially now that you're making a name for yourself". They just don't make 'em like you
anymore, Cash. After we finished our meal we went to the Beverly Center and made fun of all the dude wearing Toms. Yeah, I'm pretty blessed.
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