I felt like this throwback would get yáll in the Christmas spirit!!!
Listen, you’re welcome. The first day we skied, Hunter was like, “Wanna get some ski photos??” It was -8 degrees with a -21 degree wind chill…yes, minus!! Maybe this is just Deer Valley, or maybe they do this errrrwhere…I wouldn’t have paid for these in college while at Steamboat, and my dad damn sure wouldn’t have paid for them at Angel Fire or Ruidoso, NM when I was a kid. My dad would walk 62 city blocks to save $2 on parking, and these pics ain’t cheap!! I digress…my answer was, “hell to the NO!!!” I could barely feel my face, and I had been through this drill before. I wasn’t about to take off any layers of clothes, pop off my skis, etc if there wasn’t nookie or a drank waiting. I will reiterate…-21 degree wind chill…I felt sure we might be on Mars a couple of times. It DID get better, and the trip was AMAZING. However, the first day, I could cut glass if you know what I’m saying.
AnyWAY, when you tell these sharp shooters you agree to pics…it is the glamour shots of the slopes. You take off your helmet, your scarf, your goggles, take off your skis. My husband will probably KILL me (you heard here if I go missing), but are we actually laying on our stomachs in one of these??? What tha what?!? This camera girl must be KILLIN it on match.com because she charmed him into doing some poses that he wouldn’t do for ANY amount of money. These aren’t even OUR sunglasses…she had like props in her pocket at 8600 ft. She could see we were squinting, or maybe she felt sorry for me because I wasn’t wearing any makeup or brushed my hair. Whatever…homechick was PREpared. I can’t even bear to talk about my vertical jump in the one picture. I fancy myself to be pretty athletic, and I feel sure Rosie O’Donnell would’ve jumped higher than this. My ski boots were heavy, y’all. So, in conclusion…be jealous…these are framed and going in Hunter’s office.
Amber’s Sweater (can’t see) oops