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The shot of Jude Law above remains one of my favorites. Not only because of how hot the naked Law looks on stage in 1995's Indiscretions, but because the magazine shot was my introduction to the actor. It was before seeing him in Wilde, The Wisdom of Crocodiles or The Talented Mr. Ripley, it was this image that began lust of Law.
When it comes to Christmas, I think those who celebrate are divided into two categories. There are those, who consider the holiday to be just one day, and quickly leave it behind once the 26th comes around. Then there are those, like me, who milks Christmas out until January 1st or 2nd, sucking as much out of the holiday as I possibly can. I know many FH readers groan around the holidays, aware that not a day, but a week or more of Santa Hats, pumpkins and Easter bunnies are in are store.
Part of this of course comes from my love of most holidays, but in part it's due to how much I so often prefer the before and after more than the main event itself. This year, like most, I worked up until the early evening on Christmas Eve. My Christmas happens in waves, a small celebration on the 25th, another on the 26th and my main Christmas this year actually just happened this afternoon when most of my family finally came together. Today was the main day for gift giving, catching up and stuffing myself with far too much stuffing.
Celebrating with different friends and family means I'm still wrapping and preparing even after the 25th has come and gone. If you're one of those readers who wants the Santa hats shoved back in the box on the 26th, bear (or bare) with me. The countdown is on and I'll soon be posting my last naked hunk in a Santa hat. I eventually do put the hat, and the rest of the decorations away in a box, but always a little reluctantly.
I used to have a boss who answered almost every question asked of him with 'fill your boots.'. I had had never heard the expression before, but quickly learned it mean't... If I wanted to leave early and the answer wasn't going to be positive, I simply got a no. If the response to my question was 'fill your boots.' that meant it was ok to go. He never gave a simple yes, that would mean he was ok with it. A 'fill your boots' meant 'I don't give a shit, it's on you not me.'
I learned quickly to be nervous about a 'fill your boot' response as it sometimes, came back to haunt me. If every there was an issue, my boss could say he didn't officially give me the ok, simply said it was up to me. Fill your boots, not to mention filling your red sack and pouch has now taken on a new and erotically positive connection for me with these shots of Justin from JW Johnson Photo.
It was in part those boots that had me crushing over the adorable Justin when I was choosing shots to include in my Christmas Day post featuring JW's holiday images. (Sugar Plums) There was something about Justin, and JW shots of him, I really loved. Justin fills his boots, and, well everything else he's wearing nicely. Justin has that boy next door look and appeal, that boy next door with the hot body that you hope and pray leaves the blinds open when he's in his room changing...
I was so taken with Justin in his little red ensemble, I had to ask JW if he had other, non-holiday images of the St. Louis hottie and indeed, he did. As you can see, JW shot Justin not only with his Santa sack for his calendars and greeting card series, but as well in his signature fire fighter theme.
JW shares that as sweet as Christmas eye candy Justin may appear, he was equally sweet during their work together. After finding Justin on-line, JW quickly scheduled a shoot the next avaiable day that Justin had off work. The first shoot was on the farm and Justin arrived Justin arrived eager and ready and JW reports he was a natural in front of the camera.