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13th August 06, 10:48 AM
#1
...an exquisite warmth began to curl languidly through her belly...
Available through Amazon.com:
Makes a perfect gift for the woman in your kilted life!
:rolleyes:
Regards,
Rex in Cincinnati
At any moment you must be prepared to give up who you are today for who you could become tomorrow.
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13th August 06, 10:57 AM
#2
EEEK ! Mills and Boone in a kilt..The horror the horror 
Tounge firmly in cheek 
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13th August 06, 11:04 AM
#3
can someone explain why his buckle is on the side and his sword is tucked in through his belt? He looks a wee bit of his rocker...I'm sure Hamish would never be caught dead out in public dressed as such!!!
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13th August 06, 11:07 AM
#4
What is his Fly Plaid brooch pinned to! 
Cheers
-See it there, a white plume
Over the battle - A diamond in the ash
Of the ultimate combustion-My panache
Edmond Rostand
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13th August 06, 11:17 AM
#5
 O M G
Stephen " This man can't be William Wallace,I'm much better looking than he is" 
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13th August 06, 11:44 AM
#6
Since we're discussing romance novels, I thought I'd bring this thread up for all the newbies:
http://www.xmarksthescot.com/forum/s...ad.php?t=17636
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13th August 06, 05:48 PM
#7
 Originally Posted by Kilted KT
can someone explain why his buckle is on the side and his sword is tucked in through his belt? He looks a wee bit of his rocker...I'm sure Hamish would never be caught dead out in public dressed as such!!!
No, that was a studio shoot, KT. I'd have drawn the line at a street/public shoot had it been suggested - they don't pay me enough for that. It was very hot in that studio, even though we had a huge fan running, so I was happy to strip off - and the fan was angled just perfectly under the circumstances! The buckle was positioned on my right-hand side because the Art Director knew that it would be hidden behind the book title eventually. Of course, I argued and threw a wobbly saying that I was not going to wear the buckle incorrectly positioned, and asking if he really knew who I was. He did, but he was the boss and who I was made no difference, and the stand-in guy they had waiting in the wings was a truly weedy specimen who, I knew instinctively, would not be capable of doing the job - so I gave in (for my art, you understand?)
They stuck the sword through my belt because I refused to handle it! It was a cheap plastic thing, probably borrowed from 'Toys-are-Us' for the day, and I was NOT going to be photographed with anything like that in my hand. Not for all the tea in China! As it has turned out, it photographed quite well, but the Studio Assistant had to spray it with some bronze-coloured gunk, which took ages to dry, before it looked half authentic. Goodness knows what the Manager back at 'Toys-are-Us' said when they returned it!
On the whole, and with some modesty, I think I can say I did quite a good job at that session. Of course, dozens of exposures were made but it was a private studio and no-one complained. Originally they wanted a menacing glint in my eye (or eyes), but I insisted (we Stars CAN insist on occasion, you know?) on the 'come hither' look which, finally, everyone agreed was just what was needed.
As for the plaid brooch: it WAS actually pinned to my chest - I insisted (yes, for the second time!) that they did it that way. It was never going to hang right with the Blu-Tack they were already softening, and besides I enjoy a little pain from time to time - not a lot of people know that! The resulting flow of blood did pose a minor problem, in spite of someone suggesting that it would help to make it look as though I had been fighting for the horse-bound lassie's honour. However, that doesn't occur in the story (Story! Ha! Don't make me laugh!) nor could it without a complete rewrite. So that suggestion was dropped, and a nurse was sent for to stand just out of shot to mop the blood flow between 'takes', which she did to perfection. When the brooch was removed at the end of the shoot, the flow stopped almost immediately - that's one of my party tricks, stemming the flow. Remind me to do it for you all sometime.
It was an average, boring sort of day, but at least it will have paid for a couple of new kilts.
[B][I][U]No. of Kilts[/U][/I][/B][I]:[/I] 102.[I] [B]"[U][B]Title[/B]"[/U][/B][/I]: Lord Hamish Bicknell, Laird of Lochaber / [B][U][I]Life Member:[/I][/U][/B] The Scottish Tartans Authority / [B][U][I]Life Member:[/I][/U][/B] The Royal Scottish Country Dance Society / [U][I][B]Member:[/B][/I][/U] The Ardbeg Committee / [I][B][U]My NEW Photo Album[/U]: [/B][/I][COLOR=purple]Sadly, and with great regret, it seems my extensive and comprehensive album may now have been lost forever![/COLOR]/
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13th August 06, 06:35 PM
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I'm glad I'm kilted, it's getting deep!
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13th August 06, 06:50 PM
#9
Originally Posted by Southern Breeze
VERY deep!
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14th August 06, 01:24 AM
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Originally Posted by Hamish
No, that was a studio shoot...
'Penetrating insights from the pecturesque [sic] village of Storrington, previously better known for its tanning industry and rabbit-breeding - Mr Bicknell's searing indictment of the estrogen-fuelled bodice-ripper biz should be set reading for any budding kilt hunk. Unputdownable!'
Ham, that was a real gem! You made my day.
M.
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