Saturday, February 21, 2015

Memories Exposed

“I don't want to repeat my innocence.  I want the pleasure of losing it again.” 

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Nostalgia I - 022115 - Miz B

Memory has a way of idealizing what once was, and realism becomes irrelevant.   Our cultural obsession with youth seems rooted in this idealized glorification of the past.   I gotta tell you:  the good old days weren't all that great in most cases!   I don't long for my younger days - perhaps because I was such a late bloomer.   I was the smart, nerdy girl with glasses in high school and frankly, me in my 40's kicks ass over that mousy girl in her teens!   

Still, there are things that I treasure from those days.  I see the value in being jaded by experiences, but I'm also nostalgic for the thrills of innocence.   Part of the rush of new relationships is chasing those first explorations where an exploratory touch was enough to make your heart beat out of your chest - and a kiss was bliss beyond description.  Who doesn't remember making out for hours with your crush, hoping not to get caught, struggling not to lose control?  Those innocent forays into sexuality were often more satisfying than the full x-rated, hit it and quit it that has become the norm today.  

Do you remember when you weren't concerned with mortgages, lifelong commitments, and adult responsibilities?   When the most important thing on your mind was who to take to the homecoming dance and whether he'd give you his letterman's jacket to wear to the game?  

Nostalgia II - 022115 - Miz B

My lovers now are much more technically proficient than those fumbling boys of decades past ... they've learned what I want to hear, the fastest way to satisfy me, and the entire catalog of porn-star tricks.   But the ones who really rock my world are the ones who forget all that - who get so caught up in the moment with me that we are both new again - trembling with anticipation, self-conscious in our need to please, and thrilled with the discovery of bliss in the arms of another.  

“There’s a ghost of a dream that you don’t even try to shake free of because you’re too in love with the way she haunts you.” 

~  Kamila Shamsie

Nostalgia III - 022115 - Miz B
Do you remember parking with your sweetie?   Fogging up the windows without ever getting past second base?   When preserving her virginity meant exploring alternative pleasures that are oft neglected in adulthood?  Did you realize the value of every first glimpse, touch, concession to desire?   Firsts were precious beyond measure ... and in hindsight, these treasures still capture our imagination in very special ways.  So many nights that barely scratched the surface of sex but satisfied our deepest yearnings and awakened in our flesh hungers that were irresistible and inevitable.

“Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance 
of things as they were.” ~  Marcel Proust

{These images were from a recent reunion shoot with Side B in California ... faithful readers will recognize his classic truck from other work he's shared with us here.   I'm sure as we make our way through the images we captured, there will be more gems to share here and more reminiscing of the days that have led us both here, exposing our memories and fantasies to you in the shadows!}


  1. I remember those days, but my partner wasn't quite comparable to the model depicted here.......

  2. It was a pleasure seeing and working with Miz B again. I wont mention how long it had been since we last saw each other, but the gap in time evaporated. More about that later.

  3. MBSB, i think enough time has passed to consider this later! :)


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