Chronicles of a Naked Sushi Model - Part III

Back to reality
My time as a naked sushi model is up and it is time for Alexia and I to strategically remove me from the reception area. She wraps the sheet around me as leaves and flower petals leave a trail behind as a memory.

I slip back to the dressing room, pluck the leaves, flowers, and lone rice kernels from my body and put back on my new dress. I am on cloud 9. My adrenaline is pumping. I actually could really use a shot of tequila. What an experience.

My greatest fear was that the bride would be disappointed because I was the furthest thing from “of Asian descent” one can get. I walk up to her in all of her beauty and she pulls me to her and gives me the most warm, authentic hug and thanks me. She tells me the guests loved it! She was so happy! The wedding coordinator hugs me and tells me I “saved the wedding!”

That’s me, your naked sushi heroine! Funny, all I wanted to do was to give the bride her perfect day. The things we do to make others happy and to show them that we care always pay off in the end when you see their smiles and hear their laughter.

My ultimate confession—I LOVED every minute of my naked sushi modelness. I thank the bride and groom for giving me the opportunity to express myself in that way and for letting me be a part of their special day…oh, and a part of their wedding album…