Photo by Madison Hurley, hair and makeup by Maryjane Green, faux fox coat by me.
It's in the 60s in Dallas today, but I hear it's supposed to get damned cold tonight. Fun.
We came in second in the smut writing contest, which means Mr. Snapper and I won a $250 Liberator gift card. We currently have a giant sex bean bag (filled with shredded foam) in our living room that's actually going to function as a comfy spot for watching television and lounging with the dogs. (The customer reviews said it was better for lounging than any "activity." I'm excited that our hilariously trashy fiction paid for most of a piece of furniture.) Initially, I had hoped to drag this sucker to Viva's for an act, using the lounger as an easy place to do typical floor work because it would be easy on my knees.
It weighs 100 pounds and is the size of a fucking couch. I can't fit that shit in my car. It's not going anywhere until we buy a house. Of course, I might work on something for a full reveal with this bitch.
I have a photo shoot coming up next weekend. LaDonna Stein is doing my hair. (She did giant hair and a fancy updo for me in the past.) She's fantastic, but she does spray the hair to L-A-S-T through the photo shoot and beyond. Since I'm last on the schedule, I'm probably not shooting until 9pm. This means no bonus shoot at home when I'm done because I'll be ready for bed.
Thus, I'm in a hair conundrum. Do I have her do intense hair and wash it out the next day? Go with an updo? Victory rolls? Disco hair? What do you want to see?
Thanks for joining me for 2020 shenanigans. :)