Maybe I should explain this photo... There's no denying it's coded with voyeurism, the male gaze, objectification, and all sorts of other big academic words that just mean it's kinda pervy. I'm not obtuse, I get that. By design it titillates, entices, draws the viewer in with opulent colours, symmetry within symmetry, the photo quite literally leads you by the hand into an exotic (though cliché) fantasy.
To me it's more than that, I just saw Tara last night and we talked about this photo, this party, and this time in our lives... it's a relic of all of that to her and to me, and without getting too mushy, it's a nice memory that I share with incredible friends. It’s very personal to me. And it's also a couple of really cute butts, so ya know... something for everyone.