Kristy, Sheena and yours truly had brazenly braved the cold weather of Caledon in our oh-so-conservative costumes to do a shoot with the consummate photographer Kevin a.k.a Solar Tempest and his versatile (and adorable) flash stand Sakura.Within minutes of arriving at the locale, we were accosted by a pair of soccer moms who were thrilled to have us share the lovely Sunday afternoon with them and their prepubescent children.
Mind you, these bright younglings were fascinated by our garish costumes and most importantly, are the future. They will probably one day walk the path of a Cosplayer or turn out to be gay to spite their judgemental mothers. These children sat together and watched us with unspoken understanding, without ever taking any penis-oriented action like, whipping out their cellphones to try and snap a pic of Yoko in all her glory.
No! The mother squad, while bearing the best of intention I'm sure, had essentially tried to bully us into leaving the locale. Christ! It's not like we were getting blotto or smoking pot! The pair chastised us and shunned us with their scathing, self-righteous blunders; all done with such bitter class and lip-service civility:
"....If this is what you do as a hobby you are wasting your time! Please leave! Thanks!"My question is this, in this lame tableau to evict us from Nature, were they truly trying to shield their children from us or their husbands jerking off in the bushes? Guess we'll never want to know...
-Some Lady
Upon Arrival....
Stay back! I want to get enough boobs in this shot!

It's a chest-off!!

Yoko and her bush...

