I've Been "Raped"....Well Not Really

about a week ago i got an assignment that i was stoked to shoot. the story was about bars that held karaoke nights that catered to the spainish speaking population in south florida. i figured drunk latinos singing on the beach while their friends danced had to make for a good time. and it did for the hour or so that it lasted until the cops shut it down due to a noise complaint. it was really getting into the mood of the evening, and trying to make some images that showed the craziness that ensued during each salsa song when my frame went dark. at first i tried to move out of the way so i could continue shooting the drunken dancers that made the broad walk into their personal dance club, but the figure blocking my lens moved with me. after a few seconds of trying to figure out what was going on, i realized that one of the ladies decided that she wanted a piece of josh ritchie!!! she proceeded to grind me as sweat, which was mostly made up of alcohol by now, poured from her body. all i could do was nervously laugh and keep my camera between me and the crazy lady. after she came after me a second time the writer and i joked that i had been raped on the dance floor. it made a fun assignment a little weird, and very memorable.

here is what i saw coming at me. if you are a bit squeamish look away now.......






....don't say i didn't warn you!!!