It’s been a couple of months since my last blog post. I hope everyone is having an amazing summer! I know mine has been pretty great so far. Anyway, I had a photoshoot the other day, and had to share the hilarious story that went along with it.
So, I had this idea that required the use of smoke grenades. I needed to set one off, and run with it to get streams of smoke. The problem is, one cannot simply hold a smoke grenade. Those suckers get hot, and the advice, as stated on the grenade itself is “Don’t be a dick”.
I, of course, had zero intentions of being a dick about it. I had brought some cheap fabric to wrap it in, but this probably wasn’t the best idea. One of my best friends had tagged along on the shoot, and saved a day with a simple question.
“…I have a pad in my backpack. What if we wrapped it in that?”
Why the hell not?

So, we went ahead and did the damn thing – and it worked!
I didn’t feel a thing. After the first grenade, there was no mark on the Always pad or the dress. Round two was a little less of a success (but probably because I was rushing). The dress had a little discoloration, but that could have been fixed with better placement.

After round two, all that was noticeable on the pad itself was just a slight discoloration. Talk about the best protection a girl can get! Always.
Anyway, the photoshoot was a major success (and two more photos to come from it)! I’m really excited to share with you all the final image. It’s called, “I can be” and it’s a part of my new “Gateway” series, involving strange things coming from unconventional doorways. (From a hole in a ground, to teacups, to doorways in the middle of nowhere).

Delightful, Jen. The photograph is beautiful, and the story reminds me of how the first jog bra was constructed by stitching together the pieces from two male jock straps.
Blessings on your way,
Steve