What is it with you, people? Relax, you cannot win. You’ll never solve my mystery. You’ll never figure out my hands, or my smile, you’ll never know my real name. Maybe, I’m Lisa, maybe Leonardo, maybe I’m both, or neither one, or maybe I’m Love. Let’s just leave it at that, shall we? Quit that digging and calculating of yours, it’s been going on forever. My story certainly has legs. I wish I had a pair. I’d show that leprechaun some running! Oh, well… Some things we just cannot get. Sometimes it’s supposed to be that way. So, just relax! “Go green”, have some libation, smile – Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
A proper Lassie wearing her green and the slightest of smiles. Her true nature hidden in heavy robes and she poses for her neighbor Leon for hours and hours.
Moan (Mo-Ann) O'Lisa wanted the portrait ready to send back to the old sod by St. Patty's Day. Shamus, her beau, missed her lovely face and wanted the pic to remember her while she had been touring the Italian countryside.
Running out of funds in Milan was a problem, and the opportunity for Moan to "Sit on me" as Leon phrased it, presented her with the means to finish her travels.
It was unfortunate that Leon's bungalow/studio was so warm, as he began stripping off articles of his clothing. It was O'Lisa who stayed cool and collected. It was when Leon lost his pantaloons and revealed his "Shillelagh" that Moan let out that mysterious smile.
“Okay, Mona, baby! You’re hot. You’re gorgeous! You’re it! And – man-oh-man, you know what I like! C’mon now...gimme some love. Yeah…that’s it. I'm feelin' the love, now. That’s it.”
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“Now...um, make the smile just a teesny bit smaller – more mysterious. Like you gotta secret. Like you got something to hide! Yeah...you got the moves, right? Like Jagger, but a girl Jagger. You da bomb! Yeah, baby. Oooooh..."
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“Okay now, lessee – maybe the bunny ears? Nah. Santa hat? Hmmmmm...what’s that? In the box? Riiiight...Hey, darlin’ – great idea! This big ol’ green hat!”
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“Lovin’ it...lovin’ it...but, hmmm. Missin’ sump’in. Missin’ sump’in. Wait! I know. Sandrini! Sandrini! Get me the leprechaun and rainbow backdrop. Drawer ‘C.’ Yeah, that’s the one. Just put it behind Mona. And Mona, baby - here...hold this shamrock. Sweeeeet! Great. Okay then...let me check my light settings...just a sec...Hey, Mona, baby, you’re doin’ great. Doin’ great. Just a few more takes with that fab smile of yours...and...”
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“Perfectamundo! That, my dear, was the money shot! The money shot, I tell you! La Gioconda? M.L. - tell ya what...it’s now ‘La Gio CAN DO!’”
"Smile!"
ReplyDeleteWhat is it with you, people? Relax, you cannot win. You’ll never solve my mystery. You’ll never figure out my hands, or my smile, you’ll never know my real name. Maybe, I’m Lisa, maybe Leonardo, maybe I’m both, or neither one, or maybe I’m Love. Let’s just leave it at that, shall we? Quit that digging and calculating of yours, it’s been going on forever. My story certainly has legs. I wish I had a pair. I’d show that leprechaun some running! Oh, well… Some things we just cannot get. Sometimes it’s supposed to be that way. So, just relax! “Go green”, have some libation, smile – Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
MOAN O'LISA
ReplyDeleteA proper Lassie wearing her green and the slightest of smiles. Her true nature hidden in heavy robes and she poses for her neighbor Leon for hours and hours.
Moan (Mo-Ann) O'Lisa wanted the portrait ready to send back to the old sod by St. Patty's Day. Shamus, her beau, missed her lovely face and wanted the pic to remember her while she had been touring the Italian countryside.
Running out of funds in Milan was a problem, and the opportunity for Moan to "Sit on me" as Leon phrased it, presented her with the means to finish her travels.
It was unfortunate that Leon's bungalow/studio was so warm, as he began stripping off articles of his clothing. It was O'Lisa who stayed cool and collected. It was when Leon lost his pantaloons and revealed his "Shillelagh" that Moan let out that mysterious smile.
"They must make them bigger in Erin" she smirked.
On a Photo Shoot with Leo Da V
ReplyDelete“Okay, Mona, baby! You’re hot. You’re gorgeous! You’re it! And – man-oh-man, you know what I like! C’mon now...gimme some love. Yeah…that’s it. I'm feelin' the love, now. That’s it.”
Click.
“Now...um, make the smile just a teesny bit smaller – more mysterious. Like you gotta secret. Like you got something to hide! Yeah...you got the moves, right? Like Jagger, but a girl Jagger. You da bomb! Yeah, baby. Oooooh..."
Click.
“Okay now, lessee – maybe the bunny ears? Nah. Santa hat? Hmmmmm...what’s that? In the box? Riiiight...Hey, darlin’ – great idea! This big ol’ green hat!”
Click.
“Lovin’ it...lovin’ it...but, hmmm. Missin’ sump’in. Missin’ sump’in. Wait! I know. Sandrini! Sandrini! Get me the leprechaun and rainbow backdrop. Drawer ‘C.’ Yeah, that’s the one. Just put it behind Mona. And Mona, baby - here...hold this shamrock. Sweeeeet! Great. Okay then...let me check my light settings...just a sec...Hey, Mona, baby, you’re doin’ great. Doin’ great. Just a few more takes with that fab smile of yours...and...”
Click.
“Perfectamundo! That, my dear, was the money shot! The money shot, I tell you! La Gioconda? M.L. - tell ya what...it’s now ‘La Gio CAN DO!’”
Click.