Instead of Kisses

Instead of Kisses...You have a very tipsy model in a sweater dress on a hellishly muggy, hot day....this equals not smart lol! Ok, so let me confess that it is a rather difficult task to climb around on a truck sweaty and tipsy. At one point, I thought I had caved in the roof of the truck that my friend had allowed my photographer and I to use in the shoot J This was my second photo shoot and due to my lack, at this time, of complete comfort in front of the camera I found liquid courage by devouring two 24 oz Miller Lite bottles! At first I felt awesome, empowered like the light touch of a first kiss. Then, after the sun started to beat down on me and I began to sweat, I felt icky, sticky, and gross. Gross just like the light first kiss of someone who reveals a toothy, sucking kiss of a mouth eater. You know the ones that start off with the soft lips, but then bombard your face with slobber, teeth, and waayyyy to much breath? So like the promises of a first kiss I felt great from my beer buzz, but then like true nature of the beast of a good kiss gone bad, I felt icky, sticky, and gross lol :)


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