I Discover David Bowie - Part 2

Back in San Francisco, I photographed Bowie, in his dress and flowing hair and handbag, in front of the Holiday Inn. He was unnervingly pretty, and I found myself flustered, as I'd never before found another man unnervingly pretty. He, very much more sophisticated in such matters, detected my discomfort and mischievously played the coquette, resulting i…