Brett Leveridge, a first-time author, describes having his book-jacket portrait taken by famed photographer Annie Leibovitz in “The day Annie shot me” [Salon]. The resulting photos are posted at his book site.
Leibovitz’s witty artistry and my pedestrian puss — there hasn’t been a pairing this unlikely since Michelle Pfeiffer dated Fisher Stevens. I feel like the schmo who stops in for a pack of gum and is awarded a shopping spree when it’s announced that he is A&P’s millionth customer.