Getting Photos Taken

I was trying to find a birthday present for a guy. He is the hardest to buy for let me tell you. If he wants something he gets it unless it is too expensive. That means the rest of us are at a loss as to what to get him. First I thought about getting him a KU snuggie… He is always so warm, did not know if he would use it at all. Then along the same thought was what about a sweater or some such? The search began. Searching the internet looking through sweatshirts, ball caps, and the like. I wasn’t really finding anything that was saying “GET ME”. This was after about 2 hours surfing the internet. Needlessly to say, I was getting frustrated. Then the light bulb went off!!! How about photos? I was going to get him some while he was on leave from Iraq, but we never managed to get around to going. I was too chicken to go by myself at the time.

This sent me in search of the photo ad again. Off to craigslist.com. I spent another 30 minutes searching for the ad about sexy photos that I had seen before Christmas. Of course the ad would have had to have been reposted. With the luck of the Irish, the post was there for Valentine’s Day. Contacted Zilla (not his real name) to see about setting up an appointment to get photos done. The guy and I were both suppose to go, but because of some unforeseen circumstances with his truck he was not able to go. Boo!!!

Without him being able to go, I was very, very nervous. I will admit it; I do not like going to the mall by myself. What am I suppose to be doing going by myself to get some artsy pics? My knees were knocking, heart racing, almost started crying. Yes, I know I was over reacting. I was going to a studio not some house. This was a place of business. BUT there was not going to be anyone else there. I can get naked in front of a room full of guys; however, going by myself to a business was freaking me out. An hour before I was supposed to be there, I almost called to cancel. That was not an acceptable idea as I would lose money. So a couple of deep breaths later, I packed my bag, got my makeup on, and headed out the door. I had 45 minutes to get there. The drive should only take about 25 minutes, if I do not get lost. Hehe.


I didn’t get lost thankfully. Don’t know if I would have been able to stand the stress. (Yes, again, I’m a big baby.) Drove up in front of the building about 25 minutes early. Sat in the car for a bit listening to music. There were some good songs on such as "Gimme that Girl." Eventually, got bored and saw one of the stores was a cake store. Decided to go into the store and take a look around. Was really looking for a whisk, but did not find any. What kind of cake/cooking store does not have a whisk? I did find a neat Build a Cake. This is what I would need if I was making a cake.



Looked at my phone and was about time to go in for my appointment. Deep breath.. Glup... Will not have an anxiety attack. Will not! Deep breath as I walk into the photo studio.

Stepping through the front door, I see a guy that is a little heaver set. He asks, "How may I help you?" My reply, "I have an appointment." Him, "Ahhh you must me (insert real name)." Me, "Yes, I am." From here the ball starts rolling. Person that was suppose to come with me? Check. Nope, not going to make it. Am I over 18 (I love this question and will like it much more when I am 40 and look 25)? Check, over 18. What do I want done? Check... I have no clue. The guy was suppose to be the one choosing. Guess it is up to the photographer now. And the questions go on and on.

After all the paper work is filled out, I go in back and put on a skimpy bright pink thong and a black robe. We get into a working relationship here. Look down, look up, move your chin, turn this way or that. Come up on your knees a bit more. At this point my thigs are starting to tremble. Wow!! Forgot how hard it is to take pics. Through it all he was very professional and lively. We got a few pics of me just goofing off. I couldn't help myself. I just started laughing at him. Working with him was so much fun.

Then I changed clothes again. This time a bra, a thong and shorts. The following picture was just one he was goofing off to get the lights right. I absolutely love it. I like my butt a lot. One of my best assests I believe.



After trying a few positions and poses with afore mentioned items, we try one more set of clothes. This time I get to be the Queen of the Nile wrapped in pearls and lace. I feel ultra feminine.



There were a few pictures taken that only select people will see. However, most of what we took were really artsy, as can be seen in the above pics. The photographer also has great prices.

If you like what you see you can contact Zilla at zilla1515@yahoo.com

I plan on getting more pictures in the future.

** Made some minor changes in spelling and grammer to make it easier to read.