Photo by Dean Alexander, Styling by Yours Truly
It’s gettin’ to be that time of year again. Time for me to pull the covers off the grills and mean to use ’em.
ISO a man with no hair on his forearms. A basting brush in one hand and tongs in the other. Squinting against the smoke. A man whose heart beats faster at the sound of fat hissing on fire.
The Lunch Encounter 
That is so tasty looking! Am a little relieved that my husband’s forearms don’t come close to qualifying as hairless.
Yeah, I’m glad for you:)