A collection of images from my time living in Aspen. I thought I had been more productive with my camera, but I suppose working with one in your hand makes pulling the bitch out recreationally a bit more difficult. It’s fun to be a local in the underbelly of one of the most prime getaways for the rich and famous, it’s like being a part of an exclusive club that lives to poke fun at rich people even though they completely pay our bills. I learned such valuable skills as:
1) Identifying the spending limit on a credit card by its weight (the American Express Black feels like it’s made from titanium).
2) Identifying rare and expensive dog breeds (namely the Brussels Griffon, which looks exactly like a tiny ewok) with relative accuracy.
3). Convincing people of various levels of wealth that they wanted to spend hundreds of dollars on a couple overexposed portrait shots.
4) Taking selfies of people taking selfies in the selfie capital of the world.
Also mountain biking, fishing, concerting, hiking, chilling, living. I’ll be going back.