Monday, January 24, 2011


It was an ordinary supermarket.  I just needed some ginger ale for a scratchy throat.  Imagine my surprise when I ran into this display of Brisk Ice Tea cans.  They were posed just this way.  I don’t know if it was deliberate or just a coincidence.  All I know was that the cans stopped me in my tracks.

 The lineup.

The passionate face.

The sensuality of it.

So I pulled out my trusty Black Berry / Camera and snapped away.  In hindsight, I should have brought one of the cans homes with me, but the mystery is all the more appealing this way.

I don’t know if it was a portrait of a singer, an actress, a woman in the throes of death or even the “little death” (aka orgasm).  All I know is that it fueled my imagination and got the creative juices working overtime.   Here are some of my plot ideas:

  • How about a singer at the cusp of stardom?  She can name her price but will fame take her away from all she loves?
  • How about an actress at the top of her game, who is bored and reckless enough to get involve with a bad boy on his way down?
  • How about a dead woman?  What secrets died with her or did they?
  • How about a married woman with too much time on her hands and a friendly stranger?

The plot lines are endless.  But I must give each story the same degree of sensuality I see in that face.  Who knew that sex could come in a can?

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