I’ve been working on getting over my fear of boats. I mentioned to my guy friends that I would be interested in joining one of their twice-weekly waterskiing excursions. So this week, they let me play spotter. I was freaked out, but it helped somehow to find out that the area of river we were on was at most 10 feet deep and didn’t have much of a current. Which is a good thing, because Joel’s boat goes 45 mph and is sort of both terrifying and really fucking sexy at the same time.
I was a pretty lousy spotter, because I was practicing my action photography. However, spending a truly gorgeous evening on the water with boys is very very fun.
Joel was showing off with the spray.
Scotty Boom Boom is making a funny face because he’s pretty much blind without his glasses on, but his squint makes him look so primal that I prefer to think that he’s angrily swooping towards a villian in some kind of James Bond manuever.
I love the mighty zoom lens. He was probably fifty feet away from the boat.
The best thing about going in boats with boys? Hot wet boys encased in rubber. FLEXING.
By the way, the orange boat in the background is the chase boat, containing Esteban and probably Scotty before he threw on his wetsuit and joined the fun.
Aside from all the hot, wet sexiness, there was also the potential for tremendous comedy. For example:
It didn’t end well. Notice how Scotty’s pretty much passing the boat here.
A few more Reebok ads:
In case you’re wondering, I didn’t partake in the watersports (snort). Apparently, you have to be athletic or something. As everyone knows, I’m built for comfort, not for speed. And honestly, staying upright seems to require a lot of effort. It’s hard work to be that sexy.
