It has come to my attention that little old ladies don't like nakedness.
Alissa Brunelli called practically every antique shop in the city and apparently every single one is owned little old ladies that for some reason, don't want my naked ass draped over their mint condition Edwardian armoires.
So under the guise of shooting a "photoset based on the loneliness and isolation of the victorian woman ala Emily Dickenson", we were able to rent an antique furnished room in a Bed & Breakfast from it's stuffy and obviously upstanding owners.
Who knows what they were thinking as they most likely heard us quite clearly thru the horsehair plaster walls...
"Straddle the headboard"
...a little boob play.."
"..firecrotch....labia..."
"chin up....ass in the air..."
This set wa a fucking blast to shoot.
Mainly 'cause hanging out with Alissa and Mindy (hair, make-up and labia watchman) is a fucking blast.