It is an evocative photo to me but in an ironic way. It's not at all graphic. You cannot see any part of our mouths, yet one commenter assumed we were french kissing and called it grotesque. Another said he didn't feel very good about the picture. Yet another liked the way my hands were around my Romeo's face.
There is not one controversial element to the photo. It's just two half-drunk college kids making out on the grass--23 years ago at that. There are a zillion photos on the internet that depict a kiss in every imaginable way that any of my readers might view and have no reaction to. But that picture was different.
So real. So evocative.
I took a series of photos the other night as I was thinking my thunks. I wasn't sure about posting them, but now I think they're a good contrast to yesterday's image.
Here's an honest depiction of your humble hostess.
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