Back in 2010, one of my first blog posts – What’s in a hug? – ended with a question: What’s in a kiss?
While trying to figure out the answer to this question, I’ve come to realise that not only do I have the most unsexiest pout, more importantly, I like kissing rather a lot.
Yes I have a boyfriend and no I do not go round kissing random people (apart from my friends)…just random animals and maybe some inanimate objects. There’s nothing wrong with that.
From a huge cardboard structure of a tortoise at a festival, to my dog Frodo, or to a pile of rocks in the middle of Norway because they looked like trolls…nothing, apparently, is safe from these lips.