Photographed by Patrick Demarchelier, Vogue, January 2010
Maya Ray and I are both gyrating our right hip bones over the clementine-size rubber balls that we’ve wedged between our sweatpants and the wall of her Brooklyn studio. My movements are slow and silent; such is my determination not to let the prop fall to the hardwood floor. Suddenly, a pinch gives way to a bright sensation, as if a tiny door inside my body just opened for the first time.
“Something just felt really good!” I...
Massage Balls Are the New Foam Rollers: Reasons to Consider the Latest Muscle-Releasing...
Maya Ray and I are both gyrating our right hip bones over the clementine-size rubber balls that we’ve wedged between our sweatpants and the wall of her Brooklyn studio. My movements are slow and silent; such is my determination not to let the prop fall to the hardwood floor. Suddenly, a pinch gives way to a bright sensation, as if a tiny door inside my body just opened for the first time.
“Something just felt really good!” I...
Massage Balls Are the New Foam Rollers: Reasons to Consider the Latest Muscle-Releasing...