I’m a hugger. I think I probably hug too much. Like, my first instinct when I meet someone is to hug rather than shake a hand. I’m not sure why — my mom is pretty huggy, my dad is pretty average. I guess I just took it to the next level. All that being said, sometimes I’m not sure how I feel about public displays of affection with the ol’ husbaroo.
It’s funny, because I kind of have levels of comfort with the varying tiers of displays of affection. When Mr. Lovely and I are in public (in a relaxed environment), I almost always prefer to be holding hands or have an arm slung around his waist. My shoulder just fits right under his armpit and it’s like a little puzzle fitting together. (Sidenote: He actually complains about this one because he claims I dig my fingers into his ribs. I think his ribs are a little too sensitive.) But! For some reason, I can’t bring myself to give him much of a kiss in public! Wha? I don’t get it. I love smoochin’. It just feels a little too private out in the open. So he has a hard time getting more than a peck out of me when we are out and about.
That being said, I don’t mind seeing a sensible PDA from another couple out in the world! I do, however, draw the line on full-out makeout sessions. I mean, come on. Ain’t nobody got time for that.
I guess it’s also worth noting that when we’re in a work environment (like doing a show together or in a meeting), I stay as far away from that kid as possible. Ha! In the last show we did, it took a while for people to realize we were even married because we kept it so profesh. And to me, that’s a good thing. I mean, who holds hands at work, anyway?
Okay, now you! I’d love to hear your take on PDA, married or not. Lay it on me! xoxo