I only have one actual fetish but it's pretty severe. I'm a mud girl.
Absolutely yes, in the days before I learned how to mud-hunt successfully, I did indeed get very jealous of people who got into some when I didn't. In fact, it was dangerous for producers of quicksand shoots to even let me on the crew.
I'd see the models in that mud...and no, I didn't want to be in the video. The girls could keep that for themselves. But if I didn't get to play after hours as a reward for my hard work on behalf of the shoot...
WATCH OUT!
Like CSJ, I eventually made a conscious effort to do something about the situation.
One of the reasons I show my mudpits and me in my mudpits is to prove a point. I'm not young and I am not powerfully built. I didn't start out as an outdoorswoman either. The first time I meandered into a cattail bed, I got lost ten feet into it and there wasn't any mud in there anyway!
And yet, now I go into the wild alone to have my mud fixes all summer long at mud sites that I located myself.
And it's not a big deal. If I can do it, a lot of people can.
They just got it in their head that they can't for some reason, but they can!
(I don't do food WAM but hey, you people got it easy. You don't even need to leave the house! Nobody who wants to be covered in chocolate syrup has much excuse for not experiencing it unless they're just totally broke and can't buy any!)
I get kind of jealous now and then when I see a picture of an exceptionally fine claypit and somebody else is in it, and I didn't quite conquer a large sense of after-hours mud entitlement at the last shoot I crewed on, which was a quicksand shoot at Studio 588 in 2008 (I was behind the camera, not in the scenes).
But then again, you can't expect me to get pictures of your models and go fer this and that and not be paid. And to me, that paycheck has an hourly amount designating mudpit time written on it instead of a dollar amount!
But I'm a lot better now. I even go all winter without many pangs. I know I will have it back come spring. And since I've done it, and done it a lot, I have a sense of closure about my fetish that will always be there even when I can no longer do anything.
When I'm old and in my rocking chair at the nursing home, I'll really and truly be all right. I can say that I got my share and will have the memories. I won't be all hacked off because I missed everything, still dreaming away about what might have been.
Nessie