Or, otherwise known as "my husband the hottie".
Seriously, he gets hit on by women and men alike.
Cooper's story here made me think of this. While not nearly so...disturbing, it gave me a laugh.
My husband is a professional photographer. Lots of press photos for bands, including live performance shoots, fine art photography, etc. He was out taking some photos for his fine art series when he stopped in a bar because they had an ATM so he could pick up a sandwich at a cash only place. The staff noticed his photography equipment [insert questionable "equipment" joke here] and a female bartender was particularly interested in his :cough: skills.
She asked him if he did portraits, which he was completely open to. So, he asked her what she had in mind.
She then began describing herself, a bedroom, and a selection of lingerie.
Before he could respond, she caught a glimpse of his left hand which he had put on the bar and the titanium ring on a specific finger, cut herself off, and said "Oh, nevermind. You're married!" and carried on as if nothing had happened.

Cooper's story here made me think of this. While not nearly so...disturbing, it gave me a laugh.
My husband is a professional photographer. Lots of press photos for bands, including live performance shoots, fine art photography, etc. He was out taking some photos for his fine art series when he stopped in a bar because they had an ATM so he could pick up a sandwich at a cash only place. The staff noticed his photography equipment [insert questionable "equipment" joke here] and a female bartender was particularly interested in his :cough: skills.
She asked him if he did portraits, which he was completely open to. So, he asked her what she had in mind.
She then began describing herself, a bedroom, and a selection of lingerie.

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