The Scandalous Topless Photos on Facebook

I must quickly back paddle in this story to not only share with you some good times we had in Toronto but also clear up some semi scandalous photos from North By North East that have been posted on facebook.

Well not really scandalous, but for some reason I've appeared scantilly clad a couple times now tagged in a photo with our dearest friend Adaline. My sister likes to give me a hard time about such things, claiming that it could harm my future career. Say if i were to become a politician, but in my defense i can't see myself being a politician.

I can't really say much about the photo's from Kamloops. I had probably taken a few too many doses of silly when Corey and I decided that there was no reason for us to get our swimsuits wet and sweaty in the Marshall's sauna. It was or first day of tour and it would be a while before we could clean our clothes, so therefore, we thought we'd just do as they do in scandinavia... and go naked. When it comes to the part where I was parading around the Marshall's house in a towel with them and other house guests present, I have little excuse but that i wanted to make myself at home? Though Adaline was there, I have no one to blame but myself for that set of photos so sneekily taken by our band mom Cathi Marshall.

Adaline, however is completely to blame for the Toronto photo's. It was the night of the crazy show we had at the Hideout that i've likened to a scene from Coyote Ugly. I started the show drenched in sweat so when we hit the after party at Queen street studios i needed a new shirt. So Corey lent me one of his.

Now, perhaps, this next part is where i might have brought this whole fiasco upon myself. But you be the judge. Our good friend Bechara had reclined himself on one of the many leather couches at queen street studios with his head resting on a coffee and a plastic cup balancing on his forehead. As he created quite a scene, I jokingly told him to stay still as i wanted to sink my cell phone, free throw style, into the cup from about a 10 foot distance. Bechara protested as i started the countdown from 5. 4----3-----2---. All of a sudden Bechara jerks himself forward, and swooosh. He's spilled a cup full of red wine all over his very nice white shirt. Being quite like myself, Bechara wasn't pleased about the wine stain on his shirt, but he also wasn't too concerned about spending the rest of the after party with no shirt on.

So this amuses me greatly. It's one of those situations, where i can't be blamed, but really was the one to blame. Enter Adaline who had been at the after party all along. This is the part of the story that I hate to tell, because really there is no segue. No lead up, no reasoning. I walked up to Adaline said something completely non-confrontational and she threw a cup, that she perceived to be empty at me. The cup as you may have assumed was not completely empty, and i now had a red wine stain on the shirt that corey had lent me.

Feeling the camaraderie, I then joined Bechara in the minority of people shirtless at the party. And it was during this period that those scandalous pictures of me on Facebook were snapped. So really, you tell me who's to blame.

dom