Ultimate comfort food, right there. I might actually a trade shoot so long as you had them all day on set. Boyfriend recently bought hot and medium salsa, for him and me respectively. We went through a whole bag in one night - well, mostly him, eating just chips, meaning that he got a tummy ache and gross feelings in the morning. I got us a second bag to finish off the salsas, and finished my nummy medium stuff this morning. Now there's half a bag of crunchy, wonderful chips, and half a jar of hot salsa. If only my taste buds could man up, but I think any attempt to conquer that mountain would fail miserably right now.
In case you don't know, I have this awful habit of telling ridiculous, uninteresting stories and thinking that everyone will love them. What's worse, I've gotten a reputation for it, so now I do it shamelessly without a slight attempt at restraint. This is why we don't let Gwen drink at shoots. Well that, and she becomes way too excitable and won't stay still for a pose.
Today's picture is also from Ken of LWP. It seemed quite unfair to not post one of the gorgeous nudes that we did. Here's an implied, just because so many people hate hand bras and I never post implieds.
