I consider myself a flower child! The 60's would have been the perfect time for me. I love being with nature. I feel at peace whenever I am outdoors. I have spent a day at L.'s home in Boca Raton, Florida. L. is the fabulous makeup artist who I just love. We met on the Boob Cruise of '97 and I have been in love with her ever since. This trip to Miami, I got to know L. as a friend. She has been so warm and caring. It is so nice to be welcomed into someone's home and into his or her life, since modeling can be somewhat of a lonely profession. L. has a tiny garden on her patio, and it was my idea to use it as a photo shoot. I had been shooting in the studio for the past couple of weeks and I longed for the outdoors. My mother would often tease me when I was younger, because I would talk to my plants. I believe that good energy is essential for all forms of living things...even plants. My communicating with my plants has made me more sensitive in my relationship with people. I can sense when someone is not what they seem to be. This "feeling" has been mostly helpful to me, but sometimes, I don't listen to my feelings and get into trouble by misjudging people. Many a time I will be at a party or in a crowd of people and I can actually feel a person's horniness. I know that this sounds a little far-fetched, but I have met wonderful lovers by tuning into these "vibes". I remember one time, I was shopping at Harrods' in London, and I got this feeling. I looked up, and across an aisle, was this very distinguished looking gentlemen. He was someone I normally would not have noticed or paid much attention to. But here in a busy department store, we were zeroing in on each other. It was amazing! He could have been a Jack the Ripper you are thinking. I trusted my instincts, and walked up to him. Within 15 minutes we both knew that we wanted each other...badly. I am not in the habit of picking up total strangers and going to bed with them. But, this stranger and I were psychically connected. We spent the afternoon together experiencing an ultimate sexual high. I left his flat, very, very sore in my nether regions, but so blissfully satisfied. All I knew about him was that his name was Darren and he was a very accomplished lover...and throughout the whole afternoon, we both were so amazed at how in tune with each other we were. As I posed for this layout, my thoughts of Darren and a wonderful London afternoon, reminded me about my "plant connection" and how I really need to keep my channels open and alert for any communication...especially horny ones. Ciao! Chloe
