Some of my more regular readers may remember the rather traumatic St. Petersburg trip I took late last year. It was freezing cold and rather tense. At one point, I was left scream my lungs out while standing on the street dressed in a catsuit and coat.
We had wanted to take more pictures, but with the wind blowing, it was just too cold. The best I could muster was to open my coat a bit and allow a glimpse of what’s underneath.
Well, now that I have a bit more time, I really wanted to create the image that I was looking for. It’s not perfect, but getting there. And I’m determined to go back to St. Petersburg and take the picture for real. Gotta stay kinky!