Walking through the Venetian lobby I tried to heed the advice I gleaned from porn personalities while writing this article, such as never try to take a picture of a performer when she’s clearly on her way somewhere else.
But I could not help myself when I saw Lux Kassidy. I thought it was 1986 and I was at the best Bon Jovi concert ever (the kind without people from Delaware). I watched this hair approach me and was barely able to stop myself from grabbing huge fisfuls of it.
Lux waited patiently while I stood back and adjusted my lens to take it all in.
Finally, spent, I asked, “Were you on your way somewhere?”
“Yes,” she said.
I thought, Whoa, I’m really part of the problem.
Previously: Fiat Lux Kassidy
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