Given the choices between urban and nature, she didn't hesitate. She answered swiftly. Nature. A small cottage house, with a beautifully trimmed landscape served as a most complimentary backdrop for this young woman's photo shoot. 'Young woman' might seem a bit old fashioned to say, but frankly, it fits her quite perfectly. Chelsey has a very unique look to her. If she would've been born in the 1940's she would've been a movie maiden, competing against the Ava Gardner's & Vivien Leigh's. Her looks voice The Golden Age. She could be cut out of a RCA whirlpool ad, or standing pretty in a kitchen with mixing and matching cabinetry advertising automatic waffle makers. She has an innocent look about her. An untainted beauty, that resonates with a different generation, one not scarred by digital imaging or obsessed with self-righteous vamps who exchange their features and figures, and whatever pride they might posses, for momentary attention on Bravo. She likes dancing, she has plans to delve into the medical field. And as I finished shooting, and as she finished dancing, we walked down from a shaded desert mountain, I couldn't help but to dwell on my afternoon thoughts, which lead to a longing to document her in a forgotten time period, where she'd radiate as a true symbol of innocence. Weird, she still does. This is the girl that, for a few hours, altered my world into a monochromatic movie. This is Chelsey Myler.