I took naked pictures today.
Like. Really naked.
Sure, there were artfully draped bits of robe or fabric? And it was totally art, not porn. I mean, they weren’t naughty (seriously Mom, don’t worry) just naked. For art. It was a class project that a friend of mine had and he needed a model and I thought… why not? So he came over to Casa Fabulous with his lights and his reflectors and his meters and gadgets and I took off my knickers and we commenced with the art.
Holy shit y’all, I was bare arse naked in front of a camera.
And it was awesome.
And it was terrifying.
And I had to be talked down from the ledge at least twice before he showed up
And I almost cancelled because of fear.
And I’m so glad I didn’t.
I wanted to have some pithy, hysterically funny post about posing naked in front of a camera, but honestly, I’m just so filled with “holy shit I can’t believe how great that was.” that there’s no self-deprecating commentary at all. For once. No self-deprecating, self-loathing, self-annihilating commentary about my body to be heard.
So ya know? G-d bless naked pictures!
No, they will not wind up on the internet. But just in case, does this mean I can’t run for public office or Miss America, now?
Are they going to revoke my tznius card? I mean… my head totally wasn’t covered for these pictures.
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I wonder why no one ever digs up naked pictures for male nominees. I mean, I’m sure some of them were in fraternities….
Seriously, I think you’ll be ok as long as the photographer wasn’t an undocumented alien.
That’s AWESOME! Congratulations. I’m totally not into being naked or around naked people but after seeing a friend’s photos in P**yb*y (I did that so you didn’t get spam, spam, spammity spammed) I could see doing something like it because the photos were freakin’ gorgeous!
A friend of mine who is also an arty type had asked me to model. He showed me some studies he’d done of his wife, and they were very good. However, DH REALLY didn’t like the idea. I don’t know why.
lol! I love it.
Oh my. –heart flutters– Um, how did I miss this before now?
Call me? –grin–