I’m keeping the face covering theme going with this image, but taking it in a very different direction. That’s one way to stop someone breathing virus particles everywhere.
This image also made me realize how much I’m regressing in quarantine. The young and innocent me used to look at images like this and sigh, wondering what it would be like to be the man in this situation. In recent years I’ve been lucky enough to treat images like this as inspiration for future shenanigans. Now I’m back to sighing and longingly staring at the image. I miss a firm but gentle hand over my face.
This looks like something from a magazine fashion shoot, but I’ve failed to track down a source for it. If anyone has any suggestions on its origin, then please leave me a comment.