It was another fair sightings season that went considerably better than I expected going in, even though that’s an admittedly low bar given how soft my expectations were in late July when the fair season started. I credit the majority of this year’s success to two really good days of sightings–one at the Iowa State Fair and one at the Minnesota State Fair–that together accounted for more than half of the entries on my year-end favorites list. The rest of the venues offered more modest rewards, but none were truly disastrous. As prolific as vaping and Juul pods were, particularly among teenagers, they were still outnumbered by cigarettes and I took some relief in seeing that smoking’s decline is moving at a slower pace than some of the news reports may suggest. Specific to this year’s haul, there was a number of somewhat odd, novelty sightings that won’t be everybody’s cup of tea and some may quibble with my placements as a result, but most people should find some things to like in here. And in a sign of the times, two (and possibly three) of this year’s entries feature girls of color, which is somewhat outside the box given my Caucasian-dominated Upper Midwest fair venues. Anyway, enjoy…
#25. Iowa State Fair Day 2, Sightings #30-31
I went to the Iowa State Fair for an abbreviated Wednesday night visit to see a free stage concert and while I did some fetishing around the grounds before and after the show, I went into the night with very low expectations, especially since comedian Gabriel Iglesias was the grandstand performer and I didn’t figure he’d draw a very favorable demographic crowd. Nonetheless I managed a pretty strong sighting late in the evening…
The Gabriel Iglesias show had just recently dismissed and I was scanning the concourse outside of the grandstand to see if there were any hotties having their first cigarette since the end of the show….and it turned out there were. As I was walking past, I took notice of this impressive rear view of a light brunette with very long hair going all the way down her back and onto her pale blue daisy dukes. She was with an apparent boyfriend and another young couple, but it wasn’t until my next pass that I discovered three of the four of them were smoking, including both girls. The first of the two girls I spotted holding a cigarette was a long-haired dark brunette in black leggings and boots. That was enough for me to claim the open bench directly overlooking them, and while I was momentarily transfixed by this attractive dark brunette with the cigarette, I had to wonder about that aforementioned sexpot in the daisy dukes next to her who had her back to me. In a couple of moments, she turned enough to allow me to see the cigarette in her hand as well. The dark brunette’s boyfriend was smoking but the light brunette’s wasn’t….
As the sighting pressed forward, I was struck to see the light brunette’s face which wasn’t at all what I expected as she was Asian and fairly dark-complected, possibly Filipino, with a pair of glasses. The look above the neck didn’t at all jive with what I anticipated based on that rear view, but the contrast itself was very sexy. Even the ages of the girls was a question mark as the dark brunette looked late 20s but the Asian light brunette seemed more like 21 or 22, with her white nonsmoking boyfriend in particular having a baby face. I was able to see a few drags by each girl, with the dark brunette finishing hers first and tossing the butt recklessly into the shrubs. The Asian girl finished hers a minute or so later, at which point the couples separated and went different directions. I knew the prospects for a decent picture at this hour weren’t great, but I just had to try to get a profile snapshot of the Asian girl with the incredible body as I walked, and did so. It’s blurry, but not terrible, and shows off her curves to a limited degree. I figured this would be the end of the line for this sighting for the night, but there would be a more intimate second chapter less than a half hour later.
I walked past the grandstand area on the concourse and spotted this same couple on a bench, the white boyfriend now pulling on a vaporizer while the Asian girlfriend was eating fair food. I made a strong mental note of this as I was making a lap to the west side of the concourse, knowing I’d likely be back in a few minutes when she was finishing up her junk food. Sure enough about five minutes later when I was doubling back, there was my sexy Asian girl in the pale blue daisy dukes with a visible pack of Marlboros on her lap. I couldn’t tell which kind given the darkness but the Marlboro logo on her pack was unmistakable. The bench next to the couple was wide open and I took it, soon seeing the unlit cigarette in her fingers as she was engrossed in conversation with the guy. Moments later, the unlit cork filter was between her lips and she was igniting it, a belch of smoke filling the night air. I attempted a number of photos, including some dragging photos, but the distance and fairgrounds lighting were extremely uncooperative and all of the photos are a blur, so I just put the phone away and watched the show….
As the baby-faced boyfriend who looked about 19 was hitting on his little vaporizer, his sexpot girlfriend was hitting on the hard stuff, the cherry from that Marlboro glowing bright red as her lips applied suction to the filter, with nice blasts of smoke pouring from her mouth and nose. She held the cigarette in her left hand next to the smooth legs coming out of those daisy dukes, easily the sexiest smoker girl presentation of the evening. I watched her smoke the whole cigarette over the next several minutes, eventually crushing it out beneath her feet with the couple quickly getting up to walk away after she finished it. When she stood up, I could see her ass dimples underneath the cutoff of those pale daisy dukes, sexy beyond belief. I moved to sit on their bench and ID the crushed cigarette butt, which certainly appeared to have the logo of a Marlboro Red.
On my way out of the fairgrounds for the evening a half hour later, I saw the Asian smoker girl with the white boyfriend one last time, seated on another bench on the western edge of the concourse, although she wasn’t currently smoking. It was such an unlikely contrast between her studious bespectacled face and dark ethnic complexion mixed and matched with that incredibly long hair and impossibly sexy lower body presentation in the short shorts with the creamy legs. It was a great final image of the night from the evening’s best smoker.
#24. Minnesota State Fair Day 2, Sightings #114-115
My Day 2 of this year’s Minnesota State Fair on Labor Day weekend had some high points and low points, but I really hit a stride of solid moments in the mid-evening hours, and one of the highlights came as I ventured toward the east side of the grounds. In front of the International Bazaar, I came upon a duo of late 20s couples and took note of the long-haired blond chick with a freshly lit cigarette between her fingers getting ready to sit down on the curb next to an even prettier brunette. I was intrigued enough to stick around seeing the blond with cigarette in hand but was greedy in that I wished that brunette was smoking too. And wouldn’t you know it, a pack of Marlboro Lights was coming out of the brunette’s purse….
The spot on the curb to her left was open and I seized it, readying my camera for a possible light-up pic even though I knew the darkness would be a problem. At first I wouldn’t have expected the girls were drunk but they were sure behaving like they’d had a little too much to drink when they heard the piped-in music in the background to which the brunette responded, “I love Tom Petty!” and then the two of them shouted along to the chorus of “Breakdown” for a few moments before the brunette got around to lighting her cigarette. It was a cute interlude and I was ready for her when the brunette put that Marlboro Light to her lips. The pictures turned out great when she did, a solitary flame in the middle of the pic burning bright as she applied it to the end of the cigarette that allowed her to deliver the nicotine to her bloodstream that her body demanded. She immediately took an extended no-handlebars dangling drag off the light-up which I also got on camera along with the blond dragging behind her. The young ladies sat there for a few moments smoking, allowing me to observe their impressive styles as their nonsmoking boyfriends hovered in the background. While a sedentary sighting would have been just fine by me here, I must say the sighting got even more interesting as the girls got up off the curb and the rest of their show went on the road…..
The smoking girls started heading west on Judson Avenue with their nonsmoking dudes, illegally dragging away on their cigarettes outside of designated smoking areas as they progressed. The brunette was my favorite and the better smoker, taking a regular diet of intense drags–often no-handlebars dangling drags like the one she took fresh off the light-up–and then exhaling them recklessly. But the blond had a couple of moments of her own to shine, hand in hand with the nonsmoking boyfriend and at one point taking a deep drag and then leaning forward to share something with the brunette in front of her, a steady stream of smoke pouring out of her mouth and nose during the talking exhale to the brunette. It was a great mobile show and I got to see nearly every drag from both of them, with neither of the boyfriends appearing to mind that their girls were smoking in such close proximity to them, the stench of their cigarette smoke filling the night air enough for me to smell and I wasn’t the one hand in hand with either of them like the guys were.
Alas, the boyfriends got in line for fair food while the girls sat on an open bench to finish their cigarettes. I wasn’t able to watch the end of their show without awkwardly standing in front of them so I sat behind them and got a couple of close-up pics from behind, hoping to possibly catch one of them turn in mid-drag. That didn’t happen and this closing image actually helped remind me why despite the great storyline and timing of this sighting that it wasn’t gonna go down as a legend. The girls were decked out in an extremely conservative combination of sweatshirts and jeans, a reminder of the limitations of the day’s weather. I could still get into the sighting, but seated behind them watching them finish off their cigarettes as though they were sitting at the bleachers of a high school football game was not the same as what I imagined the same sighting would have been the previous weekend with the girls showing off more of their bodies on a genuine summer night. And while that may have stunted the potential of this sighting a tick, it was still a fantastic moment in time that kept the evening momentum going. It was my fourth favorite sighting of the day.
#23. Minnesota State Fair Day 2, Sighting #66
Day 2 at this year’s Minnesota State Fair did not have a particularly robust afternoon, at least by MNSF standards, and it wasn’t helped by odd issues with my phone that must have stemmed from a setting change via pocket dial. But as I ventured to the smoking area on the east side of the grandstand, I’d come upon one of the day’s more intriguing finds….
A duo of girls in the 18-19 range hovered in the smoking area and while neither was smoking, the more attractive of the two was reaching into her purse. Out came a pack of Marlboro Black Menthols and I was giddy as I looked her over and determined she was probably one of the younger smokers of the day. She had long, wavy brown hair and dark complexion to match, with a grayish top and a partially revealed midriff and tight pale blue jeans below. I wondered to myself as she dug out that cigarette from the pack and prepared to light it if she was mixed race, partially Hispanic or even partially black. It was a mystery that would only get more confusing, but one thing crystal clear from the light-up is that this girl was a great smoker, a French inhale snorted up her nose immediately after the light-up with very aggressive drags and messy exhales to follow. It was a first-rate show and I thought once again I was getting multiple successful pics from close range…only to peek at my phone to inexplicably discover I’d gotten nothing. I’d go for a few more on her next drag…and again got nothing. It was so frustrating and for the life of me I couldn’t figure out the problem. And with as fast as she was attacking the cigarette, I wouldn’t have all day to get something. Thankfully I salvaged one pic of her in mid-drag, standing there with her nonsmoking and less attractive friend who was waiting patiently in the stinky smoking area as her friend contributed to the stench with a steady stream of exhales. The show ended quickly as expected and the late teen brunette tossed her cork filter butt into the community ashtray and walked off. Had I seen nothing more than this, this sighting would have just been an extra-base hit that brightened up my afternoon, but I’d get an encore later in the evening that would only add to the confusion and the mystery.
A couple of hours later, at the smoking area near the main bathrooms and east of the beer gardens, I spotted the same late teen girl with the long frizzy hair who struck me as possibly mixed race because of her dark complexion combined with largely Caucasian features. But if I was looking for clarity from her encore performance, I’d only get more confusion! In her earlier sighting, she was with a tall, nonsmoking female friend, but now she was standing in the smoking area near the bathrooms in the company of a chubby middle-aged redheaded smoker guy. The chemistry here really struck me as father and daughter, but damn if the guy wasn’t the diametric opposite of what I would have expected this girl’s father to look like. Maybe it was her mother who was either African-American or Hispanic. I had no idea, but the mystery made the follow-up sighting that much more fascinating as I watched one of the youngest smokers of the day puffing away with her presumed father right in the middle of the smoking area, the context of which gave her a more girlish vibe than she had when I saw her smoking with her friend earlier. And while she seemed more like daddy’s little girl in this setting, her smoking was anything but innocent, as she hit the cigarette just as aggressively as before showing incredible skill with her deep drags and follow-up exhales. My phone had failed me for the earlier encounter with her and I only managed one pic, but the second chance gave me the opportunity for a few more shots this time. They weren’t perfect because of the blur that comes with pics taken just before sunset, but I was grateful to get more than just the one. She finished off the cigarette and tossed the butt in the ashtray, beating her father to the end of the cigarette by a good 30 seconds. The follow-up show on this one was intriguing and adorable enough to land it as my third-favorite sighting of the day.
#22. Iowa State Fair Day 1, Sightings #103-105
I would have never guessed my Day 1 at the Iowa State Fair could have possibly gone as well as it did, but it ended up as one of two days of this year’s fair season that produced the majority of this list’s content. And even though my shoe was failing me in the evening hours and my foot was in serious pain, I was still nailing a steady diet of excellent sightings, one of which came from my many evening ventures to the Bud Tent. At the Bud Tent, there’s basically potential for nicotine hotties behind, in front of, and on the west side, and that night it was the curb on the southwest side that delivered. A trio of 20-something babes sat there with a guy on the right side. Two of the girls in the group were extremely glamorous hotties enjoying a night out and the third girl, a light brunette who was talking to the guy in the group, was still attractive but not in the same league as the two biggest babes. The gorgeous blond on the left and the third girl were both smoking cigarettes. With a fresh bottle of Pepsi in my hand, I was able to give my aching feet a rest and just stand there enjoying the show pretending to be listening to the music going on in the Bud Tent behind them.
The third girl’s cigarette was almost gone which made it easier to focus on this blond in the bare midriff multi-color top and black miniskirt chug away at her freshly lit cigarette. I’d wrinkled my nose up to that point in the day to see girls share their cigarettes since it was usually with boyfriends or husbands, but in this case I was perfectly fine to see the blond hand the cigarette to the sexy brunette in the middle who was wearing this striped white and black two-piece outfit. The brunette was a great smoker, taking regularly paced drags and exhaling tight plumes that often had nowhere to go but into the face of the blond who handed her the cigarette. She got about five or six drags from the cigarette, and even though she was amazing, that blond who had the cigarette originally impressed me just a little bit more. Looking at the two of them, it was abundantly clear that both girls were three sheets to the wind and while that’s normally not my favorite look, it was cute here, particularly since their smoking seemed to be as blissfully obnoxious as the rest of their state of mind as the blond was now dragging intensely and exhaling into the friend’s face as she spoke. Drunk or sober, it was a heavenly image to see these beautiful faces dragging from cigarettes, one of the most glamorous images of females smoking in a fair season that was at times short on glamour. The blond eventually sat the smoldering cigarette on the pavement without crushing it out and got a little help standing up. It was pretty clear from the telltale blond filter that the cigarette left to smolder was a Camel Turkish Royal but I sat down to confirm as soon as they drifted a few yards away.
#21. Minnesota State Fair Day 1, Sightings #21, 22
My Day 1 at this year’s Minnesota State Fair was a fantastic day all around, and even the day’s early hours impressed. The first sighting of the day worthy of year-end acclaim came as I headed to the beer gardens block and came across what I suspect was a father and daughter pairing where only the daughter was smoking. The daughter was in mid-cigarette, a cute early 20s blond wearing a cowgirl hat, a black blouse, dark jean shorts, and boots with an orange sweater covering up her arms on the cool morning. It was quite an image, especially when coupled with the cigarette she was aggressively dragging from near the curb, her middle-aged father waiting as his daughter destroyed her lungs. I got a few quality dragging shots and a holding shot, but unfortunately the show was short-lived as I only got to see three drags before she leaned down and crushed out the cigarette on the curb, denying me the butt ID and walking away with dad. This girl was more than worthy of year-end honors but I needed to see more from her, which unfortunately I wouldn’t get. However, all I had to do was turn the corner into the aforementioned alley behind the beer gardens block and I’d get another sighting that when coupled together with this one had the chops for my list….
Lighting up a fresh cigarette was a cute and wholesome-looking dark blond in her mid 20s sporting a red flower-print top and tight-fitting medium blue jeans with two young boys in tow. She was kind of hidden on a barrier in the alley where she sat to smoke, but there’s a convenient set of steps closeby to sit and observe while pretending to be texting, and that’s where I went. The dark blond knew how to make a good first impression as she put the cigarette in her lips for an extended no-handlebars dangling drag, letting it hang there for a good 15 seconds and allowing me to score a sweet pic. From there, a new player emerged in what I suspect was her overweight 50-something mother, announcing aloud that she was “stopping for a cigarette”, the chemistry between the two very clearly that of mother and daughter. I continued to observe this cute daughter taking down her cigarette drag by glorious drag, and while she wouldn’t duplicate that epic dangling drag, her continued body of work still impressed with deep drags and cloudy exhales, an awesome example for a couple of young boys who just might grow up with the fetish. She squashed the cigarette on the cement barrier she sat on and dropped it to the ground. I could see it was a cork filter but never got an ID.
Securing her stature as among this year’s premier class of nicotine hotties, I’d see this girl again a full 12 hours later, smoking in the company of a guy in front of the beer gardens block. She was one of the first girls I saw smoking during the day and the very last as I was heading to the fairgrounds exit when I saw her in the evening, and it was great getting two separate contexts for her smoking show. I’d probably say the first girl smoking with dad was my favorite of the two I’m coupling together here since I saw them so close together, but I certainly saw the most from the second girl and the two of them complemented each other enough to pair up as a double-hitter.
#20. Minnesota State Fair Day 1, Sighting #36
I’d been having great success with sightings of girl-next-door types in the morning and early afternoon hours of my fantastic Day 1 at this year’s Minnesota State Fair, but the next sighting of note would give me a needed fix of smoking glamour as I approached the always-crowded smoking area near the main bathroom area east of the beer gardens. A presumed family of fairgoers was hanging out together but the two smoking cigarettes were the ones who most interested me, a presumed mother-daughter sighting with a middle-aged mother and a smoking hot blond daughter in her early-to-mid 20s who were both sitting on the berm with cigarettes between their fingers. The daughter’s golden blond hair hung over her shoulders onto a lavender top expanded in the chest by her ample breasts, with a pair of pale blue jean shorts on the bottom and some of the smoothest and tannest legs I’d seen all day coming out of the shorts. I got a holding pic with her legs uncrossed right away and then took advantage of the open spot next to her on the berm to take a seat. With her legs now crossed, I just loved being so close to such a sexy female body, but since her head was turned to mom I wasn’t gonna get to see any smoking from this angle, so I stood back up to my original location and hit the jackpot, scoring great photos of the cigarette approaching her mouth and then wrapping her sexy lips around it for a drag.
With photos out the way, I was then able to just observe mom and daughter bond over cigarettes for the final few drags, the chemistry between the two of them enhancing an already delicious visual with a haze of smoke filling the airspace around them. The daughter crushed her all-white out below her feet, which I was later able to identify as a Marlboro Light, before the group of four got up to leave. And while this sighting was solid enough to be among my top tier of the day, it was still a little heartbreaking to see the gorgeous 21ish light brunette in the group, possibly a sister, who didn’t smoke. She was just as hot if not a tick more so than the blond smoker, but when getting sightings of blonds this hot, you can’t get too damn greedy!
#19. Iowa State Fair Day 1, Sightings #7-8
I had an unexpected flourish of activity in the first couple of hours of the first-rate Day 1 of this year’s Iowa State Fair, and coming right off of a sighting ranked much higher on my list, I kept the momentum going with another of my top-five sightings of the day which played out on the south side of the fairgrounds near the big slide. I knew I had struck gold approaching from the west when I saw a really attractive mid-20s blond in a light blue tanktop and shorts lighting up in a grassy area with a bloody mary in her other hand. But I’d get even more than I bargained for when I got there to find it was a two-for-one sighting, with young children standing in between the smoker ladies.
The two smoker gals didn’t appear to have a big enough age gap to be mother and daughter, but the blond who I saw light up first was clearly the younger of the two by several years. The other gal was a brunette who appeared to be mid-30s with the weathered features of a long-time heavy smoker starting to take effect, but she had a great body draped in a black tanktop and white shorts. Then there were the kids, a light brunette boy who looked about seven and a cute little girl who looked three or four, standing right below their mother(s) as they smoked their cigarettes and drank their bloody marys. It was definitely a colorful sighting, both literally and figuratively, and while the brunette was at an angle where I couldn’t see a ton of her smoking, I sure could see the blond’s and she impressed me most anyway, taking nice indulgent drags with beautiful timing. I scored a number of quality pictures for this one that also capture the kids hovering next to the carcinogen-spewing mothers, and it was nice to see kids being raised in an environment where this was normalized. It was a great five-minute show before the two of them stomped out their cigarettes, unfortunately never giving me an opening for a butt ID. Scoring this sighting within a few minutes of the previous one really had my adrenaline starting to crank as I hadn’t anticipated such a solid start to the day at the fair, and it definitely portended more good things to come.
#18. Minnesota State Fair Day 1, Sighting #166
My incredible mid-evening run through the midway on Day 1 of the Minnesota State Fair had my adrenaline pumping through my veins, but the evening had one more great moment left for me even after that midway sojourn. I was headed toward the Leinie Lodge where old-time rockers Herman’s Hermits were playing the free stage. A decent-size crowd always hovers near the Leinie Lodge and there’s usually a pretty good horde of people near the bathroom area on its west side. A long-haired early-to-mid 20s light brunette in a windbreaker jacket with white shorts stood alone fishing around in her purse. I got a good vibe something to my liking was about to happen and, sure enough, out came a pack of Camels from her purse. She lit one up and took a deep drag off the light-up, vindicating my instinct that this girl was smoking royalty. I tried to score a photo but the lighting was bad and she was constantly in motion making my job impossible. It was a struggle to even continue watching her smoke with as much as she was moving around. At one point she wandered closer to the stage where Herman’s Hermits were performing and I moved toward her. As she took a drag she gave off an annoyed sigh and started walking back in the direction she came from. Yikes…had I been that thoroughly busted, I wondered to myself. I slowly worked my way out of the area to see that it wasn’t me she was reacting to, but the guy who must have been her boyfriend who presumably just got out of the bathroom. The guy was a tall drink of water, well over six feet tall and a full head taller than her, and despite the grunt when she spotted him earlier, she seemed genuinely happy to see him as they were snuggling together. And that’s when the sighting got really playful…..
I walked a few yards away to try to get a less challenging vantage point for her smoking show, but by the time I had turned around, the couple was posing for a selfie in a most unusual position. The shorter girlfriend buried her head in the boyfriend’s chest while holding the camera up as the boyfriend was now holding her cigarette over her head in his hand since her hand was holding the camera. I figured the boyfriend was probably gonna take a drag from the cigarette, but he never did. He just held it for her while she took the selfie. I got a few pics of my own, but from too far away to be worth much. She worked her own camera a good 30 seconds before putting it down, reclaiming the cigarette and dragging from it intensely while looking over the photos she took of the two of them together. Either what she saw on camera or their closeness posing for the pics must have made her horny because she proceeded to snuggle her ashtray mouth up to his for a kiss, standing on her tiptoes to reach his face as he bent down. She then proceeded to lean over and start nibbling on his ear, the warm scent of fresh tobacco on her breath undoubtedly sending his body into sensory overload. This sexy show lasted a few moments and I did my damndest to score a photo but nothing was working out.
When the adorable makeout session ended, the couple started walking off hand in hand, the brunette’s free hand clutching her cigarette which she continued to drag from aggressively. The couple stopped at the end of the line for the Space Tower where they must have been planning to take a romantic evening ride overlooking the lights of the fairgrounds. But she still wasn’t finished with her cigarette and stood there in line dragging from it for the next couple of moments before dropping it to the pavement and crushing it out. If I’d been faster on my feet, I would have gotten behind the couple in line and possibly rode the Space Tower seated next to her. Even so, I’d rate this amongst my five best sightings of the day and I continued to be in disbelief about how good the day and especially the evening were going for me.
#17. Iowa State Fair Day 3, Sightings #62-63
I went on a Friday afternoon for a Day 3 at this year’s Iowa State Fair since my Day 2 was primarily dedicated to an evening concert. It was after dark that the evening was really taking off with country singer Luke Bryan as the grandstand act who I figured would draw favorable demographics. I migrated to the spillover crowd east of the grandstand for the Luke Bryan concert with excellent timing to stumble upon my third favorite sighting of the night. Standing on the back steps of one of the bars outside the grandstand was this attractive mid-20s blond smoking in the company of an African-American nonsmoking boyfriend and what I presumed was the blond’s mother, who was also smoking. The blond had a very pretty face and was a pretty good smoker. Her ass was a bit larger than I prefer draped in a pair of camouflage shorts, but she was still fun to watch smoke. But a split second after my eyes took note of this mother-daughter smoking duo, I looked a couple of steps higher on the same fairgrounds bar to see another mother-daughter smoking duo, this one featuring an even more adorable and wholesome early 20s blond, puffing away on their cigarettes. I hit pay dirt and settled a few feet down the cement where I could pretend to be part of the spillover grandstand crowd listening to the concert while my real objective was watching two different pairs of mother-daughter smokers. It was pure heaven for a couple of minutes as my eyes darted up and down the stairs with new blasts of smoking coming from female mouths and dirtying up the airspace amongst this crowd of onlookers. The original blond down the stairs and her mother finished up their cigarettes first, ultimately leaving the more wholesome girl up the stairs, and her mom, to drive this sighting home……
It was amazing how adorable this girl was, a sweetheart 21-22ish blond with curly hair hanging onto the shoulders of her lacy white blouse with pale blue jean shorts on the bottom. But it was her smoking that really made the fire crackle, with the girl routinely taking intense drags with looks of sensual pleasure filling her face as she pulled the carcinogens into her body, the visual all the more electric with the backdrop of carnival lighting from the midway just behind her. Her exhales showed the same bodily passion, turning her mouth to the right and releasing the smoke through her pursed lips as if she’d never felt anything more wonderful in her life, and all while listening to the music of Luke Bryan of all people. Every drag was like this. Perhaps it was brought on by the alcohol as it seems like girls who are slightly or completely drunk seem to enjoy their cigarettes with much more sensuality, but this girl was not carrying herself as though she was overly drunk. Either way, it was a real trip associating this wholesome face with such an electric bodily response from smoking.
I was really hoping for a butt ID, but unfortunately the cigarette would get dropped into the nearly empty remains of whatever adult beverage she was imbibing. An encore would have been wonderful but almost immediately after mom and daughter finished their cigarettes they walked out right past me and left the spot, giving me a nice closing glance at her slender body in the white lacy blouse and pale blue jean shorts as she walked away. A double mother-daughter sighting would have been nice enough, but when the hottest girl of the group puts on smoky performance art like this to enhance the visual further, it creates a moment no Luke Bryan song is capable of effectively capturing, try as he might.
#16. Local County Fair, Tuesday Night
Outstanding sightings moments were few and far between at my local county fair this year, and on the opening evening about 15 minutes into the concert of low-key country singer Ashley McBryde I was speculating I might get zero sightings the entire show aside from my 40-something male cousin inside the beer gardens who had just lit one up! But then an angel appeared from the outfield…..a beautiful mid-20s dark blond who sat down at a picnic table outside the grandstand with a guy who was clearly her boyfriend or husband. Her long blond hair flowed down her back onto a modest but attractive black tanktop with pale blue jean shorts on the bottom covering a nice ass and flowing into a perfectly toned set of tanned legs which she styled to perfection crossing them on the bench. The couple had a funnel cake covered with strawberries and cream, which was insanely coincidental since in the past week I’d been writing a fictional story involving smoker girls eating funnel cakes covered in strawberries and cream! This beautiful blond gave off a smoker vibe right away, but I figured tobacco use was unlikely to transpire right away since they were about to eat. But the beauty of being at these concerts at the county fair is I had all the time in the world and could be patient and wait her out…..
Ashley McBryde cranked up the guitars for her most uptempo and best song of the night, and the blond began boogeying to the music as she ate the funnel cake and talked to the boyfriend, raising her currency as the IT girl of the night. About five minutes passed before it was clear she was done with her share of the funnel cake, and then it happened as she opened her purse….and out came the Camel Crush pack. She proceeded to place the all-white into her lips, performing an extended unlit dangle while foraging for her lighter and speaking to her boyfriend as the cigarette bounced between her lips. She finally sparked up and was it ever worth the wait, a blast of smoke bursting from her face and flowing toward the boyfriend who was still eating the funnel cake. She proceeded to plug away at the cigarette with impressively timed drags and consistently cloudy exhales, some of which went into the boyfriend’s face. I kept thinking the boyfriend might light one up himself after he finished eating, but he never did, which made this beauty’s performance all the more electric for me.
I was sitting alone and attempted a number of photos while I sat admiring her impressive show, but I had three things going against me including distance, the fact that it was after sunset so the photos would likely turn blurry, and a chain-link fence directly in front of me that was nearly impossible to work around. I got several pics, including some where you can see her dragging, but none are by any means great. Her show didn’t last long given how quick of work she was making of the cigarette, but it was pure bliss to watch on this night with so little going on. She took two quick final drags and then dropped the cigarette to the grass and stepped on it. After she was done, the boyfriend sat next to her and they cuddled for a bit, his arm around her waist as she leaned into his shoulder, at one point leaning up to kiss him with her ashtray mouth. It was a sweet scene from a young and very attractive smoker the likes of whom we don’t see much of anymore.
The fact that they were sitting here for several minutes after they finished eating–and after she finished smoking–gave me hope they’d stay out there for the whole show and give her a chance to smoke another cigarette. Unfortunately, the guy seemed to be getting restless, at one point appearing to ask her if she wanted to go into the grandstand seating, and when she didn’t go, he apparently talked her into leaving. It was sad to see her get up, but damn was it nice to see those long, smooth legs and those nice-fitting jean shorts one last time before she walked away.
#15. Minnesota State Fair Day 1, Sightings #70-71
I had a few oddball sightings this year and stumbled into one in the late afternoon of Day 1 of the Minnesota State Fair that was quite unusual in a few different ways. As I approached the smoking area near the dairy building, I spotted two ponytailed young Asian women, both quite attractive, with freshly lit cigarettes. My eyes first landed on a girl who was mid-20s and sporting a black tanktop and jean shorts. But as I took a few steps closer, I noticed the even hotter early-to-mid 20s girl in pink-rimmed sunglasses, a bare midriff black top and this impossibly sexy pair of white shorts that had a fish scale pattern on the crotch that was just gorgeous in drawing attention to her shapely lower body. My first instinct was naturally that they were friends smoking together, but I’d soon find out otherwise. And as luck would have it, there was an open seat on the bench right next to them where I could watch the show and snap pics from a seated position with minimal risk. The early part of the show was great, with both women visibly great smokers with well-timed drags and producing some deep exhales. Most of my attention was directed to the flashier-looking girl in the pink sunglasses with the white shorts, but if this sighting had one drawback it’s that she had some sweatshirt tied around her waist. Now it was quite cool yesterday morning so I get it, but those white shorts she was wearing were so sexy that it’s a shame they weren’t fully advertised. Whatever the case, worlds were about to collide in this sighting in the sexiest possible way….
The girl in the white shorts was dragging from her cigarette but suddenly not appearing to get any smoke. It was at that point she made eye contact with the jean-shorted girl and asked if she could borrow her lighter. The jean-shorted girl happily obliged and the white-shorted counterpart lightheartedly kept the interaction alive saying “I don’t know what went wrong here” in reference to the cigarette that went out on her, adding “Maybe I’m just scared off by the flicking or something” as if she didn’t apply the flame to the cigarette forcefully enough the first time. I was snapping great pics left and right, with smoke rising from one girl’s cigarette at the same time as it was blasting out of the face of another. They didn’t interact again after the lender got her lighter back, but the show went on and it was delicious, the bulk of my attention directed toward that sexy girl in the white shorts. But if there was any risk of the jean-shorted girl getting overshadowed, she made sure to keep herself relevant when, in the final throes of her cigarette, some middle-aged nonsmoking white guy standing behind her gestured her way nonverbally. In response, the jean-shorted smoker girl started communicating with him in sign language! Apparently she was a chaperone for a group of deaf people and she made them stop so she could indulge in a cigarette break! Now I’ve seen smoker girls doing a lot of things with cigarette in hand….but this is the first time I’ve ever seen one communicating in sign language!
The jean-shorted girl stubbed her cork-filter cigarette out into the community ashtray first and headed off with a couple guys, who I presumed were both deaf. The white-shorted girl stubbed her own cork-filter cigarette out a moment later in the exact same spot and started walking off the other direction by herself. That’s the beauty part of fetishing at these fairgrounds. You know you’re gonna find some sexy smoker girls filling up their lungs with carcinogens, but you never know what kind of side story you might run into, and this was one of the coolest. It was one of my top-five sightings of an impressive day and probably my best sighting ever that involved smoker girls of color.
#14. Minnesota State Fair Day 2, Sighting #113
The mid-evening visit down the midway on Day 2 at the Minnesota State Fair wasn’t nearly as productive as my epic midway trip the week before, but it was right after I exited the midway when I began a sightings boomlet as I ventured around the beer gardens block, leading to my second-favorite sighting of the day. As I walked along the north side of the beer gardens block taking in the female landscape, I focused my attention on a cluster of early 20s couples that included some hot girls, and one hot girl in particular. I lurked for a few moments just in case a cigarette might show up, but it was when my eyes drifted slightly away from this cluster that they landed on the most adorable image I’d seen all day only a few feet to their right….
I’d been holding out all day for a face and body this tender and I finally found it in this petite dark blond whose hair was braided in the back decked out in a hot pink top and black leggings. If I had seen her from the back I’d have sworn she was 14 based on her body type. Looking at her frontally, it was clear she was probably 21 but if there’s one thing I can guarantee it’s that she was IDed by the inevitably skeptical clerk when she went into purchase the pack of cigarettes which produced the one she was smoking now. I can’t think of another time I’d seen a clearly adult woman trapped in an early teen girl’s body to this extent. It was just an iconic image seeing this adorable little thing standing alone with a cigarette extended between her fingers while tending to her phone in the other hand. The phone provided enough of a distraction for her that I was able to take pics, and despite it being after dark, I got some pretty good ones, both holding shots and dragging pics. The smoking was very impressive too, her style very clearly the work of a regular smoker used to indulging her habit while texting, with that moment of distracted hesitation as the cigarette approached her lips followed by the indulgent suction as she dragged, the cherry of the cigarette glowing brighter than the hot pink of her blouse…..
And while the sighting didn’t have a distinctive storyline up until now, it got a bit interesting toward its end when the aforementioned mixed-gender group standing near her became interactive with my smoker girl. At first I thought she was part of the group and just stepped aside for a smoke, but then it became clear they were perfect strangers and one of the guys was trying to bum one of her cigarettes. Her cigarette was almost gone and apparently she didn’t have more of them on her, so she proceeded to simply hand the guy what was left of her cigarette (a drag or two at most) and then walked toward the entryway of the open-air beer gardens building. On one hand, I was disappointed that I wouldn’t get to either see more of her smoking or be able to identify her brand, but on the other hand, she was now walking right past me en route to the bar, and I inhaled deeply hoping to get a whiff of smoke odor clinging to her tiny body. I got a small trickle of tobacco odor from her as she walked past, at which point I looked over my shoulder to see her get back with her social group, which appeared to include a duo of early 20s guys and another girl who were all several inches taller and far less adorable than her. And while I only managed a small scent of tobacco from her as she walked by, I was confident her nonsmoking friends were smelling quite a bit more from her as she stood right behind them in line. Had I seen more smoking from this girl, she had the potential to clean up in this year’s countdown, but even with the single cigarette I did get to see her smoke most of, she was my second favorite girl of the day.
#13. Minnesota State Fair Day 2, Sighting #48
A disastrous rainy start to the day killed momentum on Day 2 of the Minnesota State Fair and it was a slow slog to sightings respectability as the afternoon progressed. Perhaps the tipping point of the day came in the mid-afternoon at the smoking area east of the grandstand where I came upon a pair of couples in which three of the four were smoking, but only one person in the group interested me, and from afar she seemed to be the only one without a cigarette. But as I got closer, the cute, long-haired mid-20s light brunette did have an unlit Camel Turkish Royal in her hand. I giddily waited with camera in hand hoping to nail a snapshot of her officially bringing it to life. My camera failed me on the light-up pic but I got plenty more quality shots before and after she fired up that really capture her electric IT factor, with her girl-next-door presence and an expressive face that really played to the camera. The minor downsides were an unfortunate tattoo on her forearm and her outfit, a black T-shirt and black jeans that aren’t nearly as goth as they sound and which she largely pulled off, but which suppressed some of her feminine energy. I lamented the alternative scenario of a hotter day where she was decked out in sexy summer attire more worthy of her. Still, the main event of this sighting or any sighting was the smoking, and I was curious how she’d deliver on that….and she knocked it out of the park. Her drags were very intense, the cigarette puckering into her lips and tilting upward at a 45-degree angle as she drew in the smoke for several seconds, seeming to melt into her drags before releasing a very high-volume exhale that I was continually fortunate enough to be downwind from. She was really living up to the build-up and I got a few great dragging pics…..
Some bratty teenage girl walked by the smokers’ area and seemed to have her eyes locked on my light brunette dressed in black as she loudly muttered to her parents, “Look at all these people killing themselves!” In the case of my light brunette, it was hard to dispute as the way she was dragging from these cigarettes she’d be incurring some serious lung damage at some point. Having a satisfactory haul of pics and sensing her group may have been on to me, I put the camera away and enjoyed the show, her intense drags and messy follow-up exhales repeatedly impressing and repeatedly drifting into my airspace. I watched her smoke till the cigarette’s completion when she walked over to one of the community ashtrays to dispose of her Camel Turkish Royal butt. Even though great sightings were not coming by easily that day, I was lucky in that I got repeat performances from some of the girls with most IT factor, and this girl was a case in point as I definitely hadn’t seen the last of her.
A few hours later, it was going up to 7 p.m. and I was slinking my way toward the information booth area for the ritual meeting with my parents for cookies and brief conversation. Thankfully, along the way, I passed the berm area east of the grandstand and saw a familiar face. The mid-20s brunette who was one of the more impressive finds of the day was back as part of the same duo of couples I’d seen about an hour and a half earlier, and she had another freshly lit cigarette in hand. This would be a high-risk trek as I ventured to the open spot on the berm near her and her group, and an air of familiarity spread across her face as if she remembered me scoping her out from the previous sighting. I nonetheless took my seat and admired her profile in the matching black T-shirt and jeans, her expressive face matching her intense smoking style. I was lucky that she was a little distracted by her phone as it allowed me to sneak a few holding shots sitting there next to her, but I wanted to nail another pic of her indulgent-to-the-point-of-obscenity drags. I could almost feel one of the guys in her group watching me as I readied my phone for the shot, but I nonetheless pulled the trigger and nailed her in two shots wrapping her lips around that Camel Turkish Royal filter as it went vertical at a 45-degree angle in her mouth, easily my best two shots of the day. Looking at them the next day, the guy I feared was eyeballing me as I took the shots really was, and it’s pretty impressive I got out of there without a confrontation, but I didn’t even get out of there immediately….
I slinked the phone into my jeans pocket and kept sitting there, watching her impressive show out of the corner of my eye. And not only was she giving me a feast for my eyes, she was very kind to my nose as well, as virtually all of her extremely generous exhales blew directly into my face just as they had when I saw her smoking the first time. Part of this smoke assault came as a result of the very high volume of smoke that always seemed to spill out of her lungs, but I also wondered if maybe she was directing the smoke toward me knowing I was there watching the show. I stuck around till the end, watching and smelling every drag, but she unfortunately crushed out the cigarette and was preparing it for the nearest garbage can rather than crudely polluting it as I prefer. It was time for me to mosey on out of there and I could feel her eyes follow me as I left. I knew I pushed my luck on this sighting, but the reward was that after two solid acts that were pretty close to farrow-to-finish, highlighted by her expressiveness and indulgent drags, she was my favorite sighting of the day. And you know, she might not be done just yet…..
More than an hour later just after 8 p.m., I decided to make my evening trip through the midway. The previous weekend I had my best journey down the Minnesota State Fair midway in many years, possibly ever. I wasn’t particularly optimistic of a repeat performance as I embarked down the same path the second weekend. And while I didn’t get any new sightings of impressive girls, I did manage a final encore of the day’s top girl. I was at the port-a-johns on the far western side of the midway where I knew there was a designated smoking area. There was but one smoker standing there, but it was the right smoker…the same mid-20s brunette in the matching black T-shirt and pants who’d given me such electric and odorous sightings twice before. This time she appeared to be waiting for the rest of her group to come out of the bathroom. Since I was pretty sure she was on to me earlier in the night, I only walked past her once and then hovered from a distance to watch her show. And I got to see a fair amount, her latest Camel Turkish Royal glowing bright in the evening sky as she dragged from it, continuing to produce ample smoke on her exhales and looking pretty as ever smoking by herself without her friends there. She took a final drag and stood up, and I knew right away she’d be disposing of the butt as she had with her previous two cigarettes, but the way she got rid of this one was colorful. The back of the midway must be one of the lowest-elevated parts of the fairgrounds as it was the only place that still had standing water from the rain earlier. My brunette proceeded to bend down and extinguish her cigarette in the puddle of standing rainwater before continuing toward the community ashtray to formally be done with it.
I walked away with a smile after seeing this, not wanting to further push my luck being spotted by her friends group for whom I was already a little too familiar. But damn if I didn’t have the timing right with this girl, seeing her smoke three different times at three different smoking areas. I still wish I could have seen her on a nicer day where she’d have likely dressed in something sexier than this black T-shirt and jeans combo, but even after the second sighting I figured there was a good chance she’d be the top sighting of the day. After this third sighting, she pretty much assured it.
#12. Missouri State Fair, Sighting #49
This year’s Missouri State Fair was a struggle most of the day, but I will say that I was as close to being on a roll as I’d been all day in the hour after sunset with the Brothers Osborne concert beginning in the grandstand, and the pinnacle of the streak came at the bottom of the block of bars and grills where a cluster of four females of varied ages huddled in the middle of the street with cigarettes. I’m assuming they were part of an extended family unit as most of them were over 35, but one heavyset girl looked early-to-mid-20s, and then there this was the cute little brunette who looked about 16….
She was a cute and massively wholesome long-haired brunette, dressed very conservatively in a purple, long-sleeved shirt and dark blue jeans. As cynical as I wanted to be looking at her standing with the adults with cigarette in hand and assume she was older than she looked, there was just no denying this cutie was a high school girl who had permission to smoke with the adults. It was a very nice show too as her style points fit right in with the maturity of her social group, taking long and intense drags and producing cloudy exhales. The crowd was such that I figured I might be able to sneak in a couple of relatively closeup pictures, and even though they’re imperfect with the carnival lighting backdrop, I got both a holding and a dragging shot of her, both decently conveying her teenage innocence. Putting the camera away and watching the show, her performance peaked when she took a deep drag from the cigarette and began talking to her group, smoke spraying out of her mouth and filling the airspace dominated by the older women smokers. Unfortunately the show was soon to end and the group split apart with my teen smoker going with the younger gals toward the midway, taking a final drag from her cigarette and then tossing the smoldering remains to the pavement with a wrist flourish that made clear she does this regularly. I tracked down the burning cigarette and IDed it as a Marlboro Menthol. I walked behind her for a bit to see if she had a pack stuffed in the back pocket of her jeans. She did not, but my goodness if seeing her body type from the back didn’t reinforce my speculation that this girl was mid-teen rather than closer to the ages of the rest of her social group. She was the only bona fide teen smoker I’d found this year at the Missouri State Fair and was the second-best sighting of the day.
I’d see her again at the end of the night, again near the edge of the midway, and this time was with a middle-aged couple who I figured were her parents. I kept tabs on them as I hovered near the front of the midway just in case she lit up again, but the crowd was pretty sparse at that point and I couldn’t linger with as much freedom as I’d hoped without getting busted. Eventually, the parents lit up cigarettes but the daughter didn’t get one this time. Still, it was very obvious this cutie was a regular smoker the way she handled herself the first time. She didn’t have the chops to compete with last year’s amazing heavy-smoking Reds teen who looked like Lucy Camden from “7th Heaven”, but it was nice to at least get a taste of the teen smoking tradition at Missouri staying alive as, just like Minnesota and Iowa, pretty much everyone else I was seeing her age in Missouri that night was Juuling.
#11. Iowa State Fair Day 1, Sighting #100
As great as the day and night of sightings on Day 1 of the Iowa State Fair was, it had become an absolutely miserable night with sky-high dew points, my hair soaked with sweat and my shirt clinging to my skin like Saran Wrap, in addition to my shoes failing me and leaving my right foot in intense pain. Yet what keeps me going even in the most miserable conditions is the kind of sightings night I was having, ticking off one memorable extra-base hit after another. Shortly after 9:30 I spotted a gorgeous blond in white shorts with cigarette in hand walking east from the midway with her boyfriend and another couple. Blondie was a tall drink of water and had a model’s beauty with a slight Taylor Swift resemblance. She looked about 23, her shoulder-length blond hair flowing onto a black tanktop with a flower pattern and a pair of white shorts that nicely framed her ass and long legs. But she still managed to look more girl next door than sexy temptress. Her cigarette appeared freshly lit and she dragged from it at a nice pace, but I was disappointed when she surrendered the cigarette to the boyfriend. Here we go again, I thought….another hot smoker who forfeits her cigarette to a guy after a sighting with a very promising start. It didn’t play out that way though as she got it back after one drag from the boyfriend….and she kept it.
Seeing how adorable she looked strutting around with that cigarette in her right hand, I decided I needed to try for one more picture for the evening. There’s typically nothing worse for photo-taking than carnival backlighting, and in this case the brightly lit ferris wheel was behind her from a distance…..yet somehow the two photos I took kind of worked. There’s some definite blur, but you can certainly admire her feminine presentation, particularly in the second photo when she’s in mid-drag. It was my last photo of the night, but I’m very impressed by how not terrible it was. As for the sighting, it was poised to simply be a memorable extra-base hit worthy of the body of work I’d already put together that quality day, but it ended with a huge flourish as the two couples approached the Sky Glider to take an evening ride on the chair lifts overlooking the grounds that helped catapult the sighting into the day’s top-five for me……
With a short line to get aboard the Sky Glider, my blond had quite a bit of cigarette left to smoke, and was getting no help from the boyfriend. She rapidly escalated the pace of her smoking, dragging incessantly and belching out huge plumes of smoke. She was very close to the pace of supersmoking as she turned that cigarette a fire engine shade of red, her smoke undoubtedly spilling into the plastic partition for the attendant inside the Sky Glider booth to choke on. I gotta figure the cigarette was red hot on her lips as she took one drag after another, spewing smoke all over the place…..and I was lucky enough to stand there and watch it…and smell it. The cigarette probably still had two or three more drags left in it, but the Sky Glider car was coming and blondie was out of time, pumping one final drag into her black lungs and then tossing the cigarette to the pavement where the hot ash continued to smolder after all of those successive drags. She followed her boyfriend onto the ride, and he was about to ride this Sky Glider with one very stinky blond girlfriend! This wouldn’t be my final great sighting of the night, but it would be the last magical sighting.
#10. Iowa State Fair Day 3, Sightings #74, 75, 76
Around the 10 p.m. hour on Day 3 of the Iowa State Fair, grandstand performer Luke Bryan was singing his encore performance (for some reason singing Bon Jovi’s “Living on a Prayer”) and some fairgoers were spilling out of the grandstand early either to beat the traffic or get their nicotine fix. It was at this time that a trio of extra-base hit sightings converged to give me a sensory overload moment at the edge of the grandstand…and my second favorite sighting of the night.
It all started when I saw this mid-20s couple settle into a dark crevice along the grandstand’s exterior foundation and extract cigarettes from a pack that appeared from a distance to be Marlboro Blacks. The long-haired blond in the black blouse and jeans was very pretty and very wholesome…..and VERY pregnant. We’re talking at least eight months here. She quickly sat down after getting her hands on the cigarette, presumably to hide her big belly from a judgmental public. But then this duo of brunette women in their late 30s or 40s showed up and started talking to the young couple who by now were both smoking. The blond was fishing out cigarettes for the two women who just joined them but I couldn’t tell whether she knew them or if they were just strangers bumming a cigarette. I sensed a little nervous energy from my pregnant smoker, indicating the two women were strangers, but later I’d conclude they had to have known each other in some capacity because they continued to sit there chatting for another 15 minutes. This sighting would have been impressive even if I had just come upon it 30 seconds after I did and never saw she was eight months pregnant because the girl looked so wholesome, reminding me quite a bit of my favorite lady from Missouri when she was in her mid-20s, herself smoking throughout her pregnancy. This pregnant blond didn’t mind inhaling very deeply when she put that cork filter cigarette up to her lips either, lighting up that dark corner with the steady glow of molten tobacco she was breathing into her pregnant body. I had settled in for a good minute of this sighting when a new player emerged to my right….
Another young couple in their mid-20s settled in against the wall of the bar to my right and also lit up cigarettes. The female of the relationship was a gorgeous mid-20s blond in a matching two-piece black and white striped ensemble. She was one of the most beautiful smoker girls of the night with strikingly attractive features and didn’t look at all like a smoker, yet her she and her boyfriend were lighting up, giving me something to look at to my right when the pregnant smoker was between drags to my left. But the moment was about to overload when a third player emerged almost right in front of me….
This trio included an overweight 30-something or 40-something gal, a 19ish dark blond cutie, and a young girl who looked about 9 or 10 years old and they were approaching the corner of the grandstand exterior in front of me. I didn’t give this trio much of a thought as they approached me with so much quality smoking going on to my left and right, until I heard a squeaky, girlish voice utter the words, “That’s fine. I’m just gonna go out here for a cigarette too!” My head shot up from whichever of this sighting’s two existing players I was currently checking out and quickly figured out it was the 19ish dark blond who uttered these words, her voice not at all matching the smoking performance I was about to see. The blond was wearing glasses and a sexy pairing of a white tanktop and dark jean shorts, not the prettiest girl at the fair but probably the prettiest smoker who was this young. Moments later, a pack of Marlboro Reds emerged from the purse of the dark blond and an unlit cigarette was briefly dangling from her lips before she fired up. The relationship between the trio was confusing as I figured the heavyset brunette, who also lit a cigarette, was quite likely the mother of the young girl, but where did this dark blond college-age girl fit in? She seemed too old to be a daughter and too young to be a sister of the heavy brunette. Whoever she was, damn could she smoke, dragging hard and fast on that cigarette with aggressive pacing that still didn’t seem rushed….it just seemed like the nicotine deprivation of a smoker who had gone more than two hours without a cigarette during a concert. The air was full of smoke and the majority of it seemed to be coming from her exhales…..
So here I was, darting my eyes to the left and right in a way that may well have left me permanently cross-eyed, checking out the pregnant smoker to my left, the gorgeous blond smoker to my right, and this college-age cutie putting on the best smoking performance of the three right in front of me. With as close as the younger girl was standing to me, I figured I might have an outside chance of getting some photos. And while none of them were by any means great given the evening lighting, I did okay….and I even got a couple of dragging photos. The pregnant blond to the left was also in the photos but was pretty much a complete blur. The pregnant blond finished her cigarette first but the late teen blond in front of me finished hers in the shortest time, dropping the butt to the pavement in front of me and stomping it out before walking away with the mother and daughter and leaving me to officially ID her discarded butt as a Marlboro Red. This left just one remaining player in the sighting and I walked to my right a few steps to see the final drags from the gorgeous blond. I tried to score a pic of her as well but my phone was being extremely uncooperative and she finished the cigarette before I got my chance. It was kind of fitting that all of this impressive smoking by these three very different blonds was happening with the backdrop of Bon Jovi’s “Living on a Prayer” booming out of the grandstand because it was the kind of sighting that seemed more likely to come out of 1987 than 2019.
#9. Minnesota State Fair Day 1, Sightings #157-159
I’ve made several references to the awesome night of sightings I had in the midway on Day 1 of the Minnesota State Fair, and the fourth and final extra-base hit sighting I scored during that midway run came when I was sitting in the midway’s primary smoking area admiring an ongoing sighting. Yet even as I sat there, the thought nonetheless rolled through my mind that I’d taken note of all day….that despite my good luck with sightings that day I couldn’t definitively say that I’d seen a single girl under 21–and certainly none 18 or younger–smoking the entire day. It was a sobering reality check that was reinforced as an attractive 17ish light brunette in a black bare-midriff top and jeans came walking into the area dragging from a Juul pod. Seconds later, three more 17-18ish girls followed, all very attractive and all headed toward the bench I was sitting on. The last of the four girls was using crutches and had some boot on her leg, most likely from some type of injury. She sweetly asked if I’d mind sliding over so she could sit next to her friends to which I obliged, continuing to watch the final moments of the ongoing performance of the last sighting. A couple of minutes passed before I noticed the first girl to arrive–the light brunette with the Juul pod–began approaching a middle-aged black woman on an adjacent bench who was smoking a cigarette and right away I suspected my light brunette was gonna ask to bum a smoke. I got my camera ready and successfully storyboarded the transaction as the black woman smiled and offered the girl a cigarette from her pack of Newports. With a beaming smile on her face, the teen brunette got lit up by the generous cigarette donee, walking back to the bench with lit cigarette in hand. The only problem now was that she was sitting furthest from me on the bench, but it wasn’t a problem for long as I successfully made the move to an open bench with a direct vantage point of her. And what a show it would be….
Perhaps the one upside of these Juul pods is that they require deep inhales for maximal nicotine ingestion, because this girl was dragging from that cigarette like a mad woman, the cherry glowing bright red between her teenage lips amidst the backdrop of the evening sky. After a couple of drags, she held the cigarette up to the hot blond sitting next to her who took a drag from it, albeit one I couldn’t see very well. The blond got another drag later in the cigarette, and the hot dark brunette seated to the left of her also got a single drag, but beyond that the cigarette belonged to this light brunette who continued to devour it with insanely intense drags, a number of which I got on camera. She also had an odd habit in that after her monster drags, she held the cherry of the cigarette up to her face and started blowing toward it, causing a few stray embers of smoldering ash to fly off. She did this three times on the cigarette as she smoked it, and I got one of them on camera. It was a wonderful show and I managed to watch the show and take snapshots completely undetected, even though another oddball player emerged in the middle of the performance to make the sighting even more interactive….
This early 20s bro walked up to my teen smoker and asked if he could bum a smoke from her. She accurately responded that she didn’t have any and that she had in fact bummed this smoke, to which the guy didn’t seem to believe her, responding, “Dude….are you serious?” and then asking her again as if she was putting him on. The guy then turned to me and asked if he could bum a smoke from me, and of course I had nothing for him either. The middle-aged black gal sitting near me was the only one around who could have helped him and she was the only one he didn’t ask. As soon as this clown wandered off in disappointment, my full attention was back on the light brunette continuing to put away that Newport, a haze of smelly smoke constantly wafting in front of her face…..
She eventually crushed out the cigarette moments before her group of four stood up. She tossed the cigarette in the trash can and the four of them walked into the midway, at which point I finally got to admire the entire group from behind, including the blond and brunette who got a couple of drags from her cigarette, both dressed similarly to the main smoker decked out in sexy bare-midriff tops with black jeans. I got a couple of closeup ass shots of both of them as they walked out of the midway and found myself really wishing these girls had gotten cigarettes of their own. Even if they did, however, it’s hard to imagine they’d have put on a show as memorable as the ringleader of their posse who found the courage to approach the stranger for the cigarette she so richly desired. She was the only confirmed teen smoker sighting of the day and ended up as my third favorite.
#8. Minnesota State Fair Day 1, Sighting #151
Moving from the sighting that wrapped up my epic midway tour on Day 1 of the Minnesota State Fair to the sighting that started it about 15 minutes earlier….I was planning to stop at the bathroom which had a designated smoking area near it about 50 yards into the midway but was sidelined before I even got there when I spotted a mixed-gender cluster of 20-somethings standing in between two rides. Everybody in the cluster seemed very wholesome and none of them seemed like a smoker, but the one person who did have a freshly lit cigarette in hand was the ridiculously wholesome blond who looked least like a smoker of anybody. She also couldn’t have possibly looked more Minnesota, with long blond hair flowing over her shoulders onto a conservative white T-shirt that appeared to have Minnesota folk legend Paul Bunyan on it, along with an equally conservative pair of jean shorts. Her face was just mind-blowing to see with a cigarette approaching it, but she did just that and she dragged hard with intense follow-up exhales and residual smoke spilling out on the second breath after each exhale. A bearded early 20s guy standing closest to her appeared to be her boyfriend and he had no choice but to bear the consequences of her fierce exhales as she sometimes leaned into him with smoke sputtering into his face as she spoke. I snapped several pics and while the dark skies and carnival lighting blurred most of them, there’s one holding shot that’s completely in focus and you can really admire her wholesome face. There are a couple of dragging pics that turned out pretty well also. It was a great show all around when it was primarily her and the boyfriend communicating with one another, with him on the receiving end of her filthy exhales, but as the cigarette approached the final third she moved closer to the rest of the group and the sighting gotten even more fun…..
She dragged hard from the cigarette and exhaled right into the crowd seconds before one guy and girl in the group began to walk off and, remarkably, my smoker girl bid them adieu by saying “it was really nice to meet you!” with residual smoke still bursting from her mouth and nose. This was just the best little narrative spin for the sighting, knowing that a couple of people in this group had just met my smoker and the first impression she left on them was to exhale smoke into their faces. The remaining emissaries of the group seemed to want to get back to the midway, but there was one person who was holding them up and it was the adorable blond still smoking her cigarette. I stuck around to its completion, enjoying every drag and messy exhale before she dropped it to the pavement and walked off without crushing it out. The discarded butt was a cork-filter Marlboro No. 27 and the group progressed into the midway in the company of a very smelly blond girl. Partly because of her wholesomeness, partly because of her smoking style, and partly because this was going on right in the middle of the midway outside of a designated smoking area, I’d rate this as my second-best sighting of the day.
#7. Iowa State Fair Day 3, Sighting #50
The sun had set on Day 3 of the Iowa State Fair (Luke Bryan night) and I hadn’t really seen anything yet that was really hitting me where I lived, so I was starting to get concerned. Sometimes this leads you to take risks and chase white whales and other times it leads you to keep moving in desperate hope of finding something. That night fit the former category as I walked in front of Jalapeno Pete’s and the other main beer gardens joints on the concourse when I stumbled upon a trio that included a mid-20s guy smoking, a female brunette Juuling, and this intriguing strawberry-haired cutie in her mid-20s standing between them who wasn’t breathing anything into her lungs at the moment. I had a really strong feeling about this girl though as I admired her impossibly wholesome look, the long strawberry hair flowing onto her back and onto a white blouse with a conservative pair of purplish-blue shorts on the bottom. She was a mix of Chelsea Clinton and this wholesome girl named Kelsey who I briefly courted on an online dating site until she got back together with her old boyfriend. Even if the best I got was her getting one drag off of the cigarette of the guy who I presumed to be her boyfriend, it would have been worth the short investment of time. But I was about to do way better than that….
The strawberry-haired cutie leaned toward the boyfriend and put her hands into the pocket of the boyfriend’s shorts, in seconds retrieving a pack of Marlboro Lights. This girl wasn’t gonna bother to simply ask her boyfriend to hand her the pack….she wanted a nicotine hit right now on her own terms! Seconds later, she lit up and was it ever a great show, with nicely paced and indulgent drags always followed up with tilted-head exhales directed skyward at 45-degree angles with impressive smoke volume. It was a fantastic show and I was watching and smelling it from only a few feet away, but it would get a most satisfying change of direction about halfway through the cigarette when the strawberry-haired smoker was suddenly walking hand in hand with the female Juuling friend through the dense crowd and toward the cluster of port-a-johns. My smoker girl busted through the crowd with cigarette in hand, continuing to drag and exhale from it with reckless abandon until they ultimately got in line for a port-a-john near the back end of the cluster. It was at this point a new player entered the sighting, some middle-aged guy who wandered in from the midway holding a giant stuffed animal. Maybe his grandkid won it at the carnival or something. Whatever the case, he came across as this gentle grandpa type who approached my strawberry-haired smoker and asked her if she wanted the stuffed prize. It’s reasonable to assume as he approached that he didn’t see the cigarette in her hand, and simply called out the most wholesome young chick he saw in close proximity to see if she wanted to lug around this carnival prize, and only then noticed that the wholesome girl he beckoned had a half-smoked cigarette between her fingers. I couldn’t hear the conversation but they politely bantered for a couple of moments when she declined his offer to take the stuffed prize and then resumed with her cigarette. Moments later, she finished off the Marlboro Light and crushed it out beneath her shoe, forcing the hordes of people in line for the port-a-john to choke down one last exhale that spewed from her respiratory system.
I walked away from this sighting thrilled at my instinct that led me to be patient and wait this girl out even though she didn’t look at all like a smoker. I was also thrilled to head off to a nearby bench and check out how well my pictures turned out as I was scoring stacks of upclose shots before she and the friend drifted away for the potty break. Imagine my horror when I looked at my camera to see only one photo took and it wasn’t even a good one. For the life of me I don’t know what happened and unfortunately it was the first of several photo fails of the evening. I was sick about it….but the same instinct that led me to keep my eye on this girl in the first place also made me think I hadn’t seen the last of her for the night.
From that point forward, I was keeping close tabs on the strawberry-haired wholesome girl in front of Jalapeno’s Pete. I walked past that block of beer gardens and there she was again, not smoking but talking with a family she apparently knew and a young boy who looked about six who she was treating like a toddler. Either she was already pretty drunk or her biological clock is thundering like Big Ben at high noon because she was fully engaged in youthful conversation with the young boy, complete with high-fives and overly complimentary responses to what he said. At one point, she was introducing the child to others in her group and said “And this is Easton!” with a vocal excitement that matched her overall colorful expressions. Some girls just explode with that IT factor in social settings, and she definitely fit the profile, her face and body language bubbly to a degree that it was impossible to look away even when she was not smoking….
But for all of her doting on the young boy, it was quickly clear that his presence was the only thing delaying her next cigarette…..because as soon as the parents with the young child walked away, it took about 10 seconds for the Marlboro Lights to make their next appearance. And this time she plucked the pack from her own shorts pocket where they rightly belonged, as her boyfriend apparently had learned his lesson after the last time when she reached into his pocket and swiped them. She was the only one in her group smoking during this sighting as well. She lit up and took down this cigarette with the same great pacing and with the same 45-degree upward-angle exhales she treated the rods and cones in my eyes to on the previous sighting. I was taking some pics on this one but was unable to replicate what I thought I’d gotten on that upclose original cigarette. Still, it was an impressive show and she was definitely the top player of the night thus far. I figured surely it would be a while till her next cigarette would be smoked so I took the opportunity to venture toward the Bud Tent a block to the east.
I made that quick pass through the Bud Tent and got a couple of good sightings, but I ended up wishing I had never left my old spot as when I returned, my strawberry-haired cutie already had another cigarette going, holding her pack of Marlboro Lights in her other hand as she smoked this one. There were more people in her social group now, including a middle-aged lady I figured was either her mother or her boyfriend’s mother. Just like before, the strawberry-haired cutie was the only one smoking. I continued to adore watching her work the crowd with her highly emotive facial expressions, which came alive even further when admiring the pleasure on her face as she dragged from her cigarette. I got a couple of marginally passable pics of her face but never anything while she was dragging. Lack of excellent photos aside, she was now running away with the night. A garbage truck was coming down the concourse, honking its horn to warn fairgoers in the middle of the street to move, which meant my favorite girl’s group moved closer to where I sat on the curb. She wasn’t close to me for long before finishing up what was at least her third cigarette of the last 45 minutes, dropping it to the pavement and crushing it out beneath her shoe like the previous two just before subjecting the others in her group to a final blast of her secondhand smoke.
The sky seemed to be the limit for how many cigarettes she’d be consuming in front of Jalapeno Pete’s the rest of the evening, and I drifted off briefly once again to check on other hotspots closeby, but when I returned her group was gone….or else inside Jalapeno Pete’s. I still held out some hope I’d see her again before night’s end, and I guess I did, but I’d seen the last of her smoking for the night….
It was around 11:45 p.m. and with a long drive to Missouri the next morning, I was preparing to board my shuttle bus a few minutes earlier than normal…until I saw who was standing in front of the Depot as I walked past. It was the strawberry-haired star of the night who dazzled with effervescent charm and three cigarettes smoked in a short period. I figured for sure they must have left before 10 to beat the departing concert crowd, but now her group was on the block dancing to the last songs of the night coming out of The Depot. A few members of her extended group were now smoking….but she wasn’t. And given that she was struggling to even stand up after as much as she apparently had to drink, I didn’t think she would…..and even if she did pull out a cigarette to smoke, I didn’t know if she’d be able to get the thing lit before my last shuttle bus departed with as shit-faced as she was. I stood there for a few minutes and much as I’d have loved to have seen her smoke another cigarette while she was this drunk, I saw it was 11:52 and I just had to go. And who knows how many cigarettes I had missed in the two hours between my encounters with her….but I was sure grateful for the three I did get.
#6. Iowa State Fair Day 1, Sighting #76
Walking past the row of bar and grills on the main stretch of the concourse around 7:30 p.m. on the first-rate Day 1 of the Iowa State Fair, I would come across the girl who would become my third-favorite sighting of the day. She was a sexy mid-20s blond with long straight hair, dressed to kill in a skimpy top showing off several inches of perfectly toned midriff, and a pair of tight dark jeans that were sculpted to perfection around her hourglass figure. She was standing amongst a mixed-gender group of friends….and holding a cigarette. The image exuded femininity and I couldn’t resist going for a couple of pics. And I was close enough that they turned out despite the darkening sky conditions and no flash on my camera. Unfortunately the risk I took getting a frontal pic from her next drag would keep me from being able to stick around for more. I don’t believe I was caught, but I snapped the shutter at the exact moment she turned my direction and placed the cigarette in her mouth for a no-handlebars dangling drag. It was too perfect of an opportunity not to, although one of these times I’m gonna run out of luck. Whatever the case, there was a modicum of blur here but the snapshot was quite fantastic in capturing her dragging and in a frontal pose. I hightailed it out of there after the risky pic wondering if I’d have been better off just sticking around and watching the show. Thankfully it wouldn’t be an either-or scenario as more opportunities would present themselves to see more of her in the near future.
About a half hour later, I was enjoying a couple of sightings playing out near the bathroom as I sat on the east side wall of the grandstand, yet it was another returning player who stole the show a few yards away. The blond with the perfect body and the bare midriff who I’d gotten an appetizer from about a half hour earlier was back….and smoking another cigarette. She was with the same cluster of guys and girls, and was once again the only one smoking, her glowing cigarette protruding from her right hand so naturally that it seemed like an extension of her body. I had to leave early during her last sighting in fear of the fallout of a risky photo, but there’s no better story in life than a second chance, and I was getting mine now. She seemed to tend to the first cigarette a little more aggressively, but particularly with my foot situation, I was perfectly willing to sit there and watch the show as long as it took, and it was beautiful seeing a female in her prime practically dripping with sexual kinetic energy smoking a cigarette like this. I got to see several drags before she finished it off, getting up to identify the butt as she discarded it but discovering as I got closer that I didn’t need to as a pack of Camel Crushes was poking out of the rear left pocket of her low-waisted jeans, and I knew she’d be tapping into that pack further as the night went on….and I’d be right!
Another half hour or so later, I had just followed a blond on a disappointing wild goose chase down the concourse, but the gray cloud would have a silver lining…..because I was in the right place at the right time to see my third and final sighting of the night from the hot blond with the bare midriff. She was standing in the middle of the concourse with a guy from her group who I now presumed was her boyfriend. She had been the only one smoking in the past two sightings but now he was too. The lighting in the middle of the concourse was helpful in laying bare how sexy she was…..her weathered features indicating that she’s smoked pretty heavily for a while….her incredible body….and that cigarette in her right hand still being wielded with pride. The last time a female wielded a flaming torch with this much spunk was the Statue of Liberty! She appeared to be squabbling a little with the boyfriend as they stood there, but it could just be that they’d both had quite a bit to drink. It ended quickly though and the duo began migrating eastward on the concourse. I followed from the rear and got the opportunity to take the headwind of several of her exhales. Her smoking pace continued to be a little slower than I’d prefer but that body was something impossible to not admire, smoking or not. I’d been having better luck with photos after dark than during the day so I took another close shot from the rear which really highlights how great her body looks….and how awesome that cigarette looks in her hand just to the right of her body. She’d stop in the middle of the concourse again and they’d finish their cigarettes. I’d hoped I might see her again, but that would be the last time. Three cigarettes in less than an hour with such a supercharged presentation and some quality evening photos to boot though….I couldn’t really ask for much more from her that night!
#5. Iowa State Fair Day 1, Sighting #5
Day 1 of the Iowa State Fair came to life far earlier in the day than I’d have ever imagined and the south side of the grounds was the surprise hotspot for late morning and early afternoon sightings. I would come across my second-best sighting of the day in front of the horse barn of all places. Three women stood in front of the building, and only one was a smoker, but damn if she didn’t put all of the other smoker girls that day on notice. She was this exceptionally wholesome ponytailed blond wearing a casual red T-shirt and farm girl jeans, exactly the kind of girl you’d expect to see standing in front of a horse barn but about the last kind of girl you’d expect to see smoking a cigarette. When I first laid eyes on her I figured she was about 18 but upon further inspection she was more likely 21 or 22. The two nonsmoking women standing with her were both older, probably in their 30s or 40s but with no obvious indication that either was her mother. It was such a badass image of this country cutie blond standing in front of the brick horse barn holding her cigarette in her left hand next to those scruffy jeans. But as outstanding as this presentation was, it was her actual smoking that really floored me….
She held the cigarette to her mouth from the left to avoid the nonsmokers, taking a deep drag and proceeding to pump out the exhaust of her exhale while still dragging, and mostly with her mouth. That’s a trick my favorite lady in Missouri does, exhaling while still dragging, although she usually exhales through her nose. It’s pretty rare to see this trick done through the mouth since blondie’s mouth was already occupied sucking in the cigarette’s carcinogens, but she apparently pursed the lips on one side of her mouth while puckering up the other side to create this stunning visual. And the best part was she did it on almost every drag! And I say almost every drag because there was one where she was conversing with the nonsmoking women and turned to the right while still exhaling, creating a massive cloud of secondhand smoke right in their airspace. It was a perfect combination of a unique and beautiful girl with a cool storyline and exceptional smoking optics. I got to see about seven drags before she leaned over to crush the all-white cigarette on the pavement, regrettably tossing it into the trash can and denying me a butt ID. And while I did get a number of photos of this one, including some dragging shots, I was unimpressed with the way they turned out. I thought I was easily within range to get quality pics, but the images of her face were a tick blurry when I cropped them. They’re not bad photos, but they don’t properly convey how much of a beauty she is or how great of a smoking show she put on. Take my word for it though that my day was suddenly really on its feet and it wasn’t even 1:00 yet.
#4. Local County Fair, Thursday Night
I was getting frustrated at the lack of sightings playing out in the smoking area and inside the beer gardens during the Thursday night concert by the Upper Midwest rock group Hairball, particularly since there were so many girls showing up with great potential during the early portions of the concert. One girl in particular got my engine revving. On two occasions, once early in the show and once at about the halfway point, this mid-20s couple showed up and stopped in the middle of the smoking area, the female half of the couple an absolutely gorgeous long-haired blond in a tight pink top and even tighter dark blue jeans. She gave off a definite smoker girl vibe and her boyfriend, who was almost a full head taller than her, also seemed like a smoker. But after a brief period of hovering in the smoking area, they walked away. The second time, the girl even started digging into her bag, making me think tobacco consumption was a near-certainty, but then they walked away with nothing again.
It was about 9:45 and I figured the concert would soon be over. I wanted to get some mini-donuts before the grandstand crowd departed, and since the smoking area and beer gardens were so dead, it wasn’t a tough call to leave early. I ended up wandering around the grounds for a bit and then purchasing my mini-donuts. I was in close vicinity of the grandstand entrance with my bag of mini-donuts in hand and decided to lurk outside the Hairball concert and peek into the beer gardens to see if anything had changed. I sat on a bench in the smoking area and listened to the lead singer of Hairball telling the crowd that he was diagnosed with stage 3 cancer but had gotten treatment and was currently in remission. As the crowd was applauding, I looked inside the beer gardens just on the other side of the fence, noticing a very familiar looking blond beauty. Just as I put together that it was that gorgeous blond in the pink top and tight jeans who had eluded me twice during the show, I saw her place a cigarette into her mouth and take a drag…..
Magically, I had a front-row seat on this bench and she was right there smoking on the other side of the fence, less than three yards away, and doing so as the band’s lead singer was talking about surviving cancer! She was so beautiful, one of the prettiest girls at the fair, with an outfit that accentuated her beauty and her bodily curves, but definitely had the features of a smoker which I had picked up on right away when I saw her earlier in the night. Now it was confirmed as she took deep and well-timed drags and being as courteous as possible with her skyward-directed exhales, although given that most people surrounding her were taller than she was, including her boyfriend, they were all forced to choke on her secondhand smoke despite those efforts at courtesy. I got to see five drags from close range before she dropped the cigarette to the grass and stepped on it. I was thrilled to have gotten the opportunity, but I sensed there would be more. I couldn’t just linger on this bench looking inside the beer gardens, but what I could do was go back into the grandstand and reclaim my seat which overlooked the area where she was standing in case she lit up again. I didn’t expect to go back into the Hairball concert that night after I’d left about 10 minutes earlier, but I was on my way now. And I wasn’t at all disappointed that the concert was going long.
I got up to my old seat and kept close tabs on the gorgeous blond who had turned my night around. About 10 minutes passed and I knew the concert would be winding down soon so time was of the essence. Unfortunately, the blond had her back to me for a while, but I was thrilled when I saw her digging into her purse and handing the boyfriend a cigarette only moments later. I thought for sure she would light up again too, but didn’t right away. I still had a good feeling though, and it was vindicated a few minutes later when I saw an all-white placed in her lips. Adorably she looked up to the considerably taller boyfriend, her unlit cigarette bobbing up and down in her lips as she spoke to him, and then eventually brought the cigarette to life when it met the end of her lighter. She was turned into my line of vision again with full lighting illuminating her gorgeous face. I had gotten a close-up sighting of her on the previous cigarette but this one was almost better as I got to see it farrow to finish, her nicely timed drags glowing in the evening sky and her exhales reliably coming out of her mouth and nose at upward 45-degree angles. With her purse now hanging over her shoulder pressed against her chest, her ample breasts bulged inside that tight pink top that went so nicely with dark jeans that hugged her beautiful hips and ass. The presentation was just stellar and I got to see almost two full cigarettes smoked from her before this second one was crushed out under her feet. The girl that had teased me twice earlier in the concert had made good on her potential and really came through in the clutch.
The concert still wasn’t entirely over but I left before the glut of people did. It was about 10:15, later than most fair concerts dismiss and I wandered to the drinking fountain for a sip of water. After my drink of water, I wanted to check out the departing concert crowds and see if I could get another glance at my favorite blond in pink. But before I even got back to the grandstand, she was coming to me! The blond and her boyfriend were walking past me and quickly got in line for barbecue. After they ordered I could see they were going to sit at a group of benches nearby and I readied my camera. It would be a blurry evening shot but I wanted to get some image of this girl for the record, capturing a rear shot of her and the boyfriend walking away. Not much, but a needed visual.
I took a mental note of the table they sat at and proceeded to take a half loop of the grounds, just enough time to give the blond time to eat. When I came back about three minutes later, she was still eating her barbecue sandwich, but I took an adjacent picnic table in hopes she’d smoke again when she finished eating. She was distracted in conversation with her boyfriend and another duo of friends who joined them, so I opted for a risky set of pics of her sitting on the bench. It was blurrier than I’d prefer but serviceable…..certainly no worse than nothing at all to remember her by. I couldn’t hear much of her conversation but at one point she reminded her boyfriend, “That’s my grandpa’s birthday”, which I found a cute little anecdote for such a sexy smoker girl. It seemed to take quite a long time for her to eat that barbecue sandwich and I could tell her friends were getting restless. I was getting restless too, but likely for different reasons.
I was encouraged to see the boyfriend with a new cigarette and figured that after such a big serving of barbecue, blondie would probably want something to wash it down with. Between her attempts to find a garbage can and clean her hands she was walking all over the place, but in a few moments she was standing with the boyfriend in a clearing and she was plucking another cigarette out of the pack for herself. Unfortunately I still didn’t see the pack which didn’t come fully out of her purse, but before I knew it an unlit cigarette was again dangling from her lips. The last great image I’d get from her that night was seeing the flame from her lighter applied to the end of her cigarette, an eruption of filthy smoke blasting from her face and into the night sky as she took her first drag from the dangle. I was confident the couple would stand in this spot and give me yet another farrow-to-finish sighting, but unfortunately they started walking toward the rear of the food trucks to a dark and isolated area near antique tractors, presumably believing they were smoking in a forbidden area. Or it’s possible they were just heading toward their car because they could cut through the area they were going into the parking lot. Either way, a girl that I pegged as a hot smoker the first time I saw her gave me fits of frustration for more than an hour and then made up for lost time considerably, providing me my best sighting of the county fair.
#3. Missouri State Fair, Sighting #41
I was really starting to regret making the nine-hour round trip visit to Sedalia, Missouri, by early evening as my disappointing mid-August visit to the Missouri State Fair didn’t seem poised to deliver anything at all resembling the sightings smorgasbord I was treated to 12 months earlier. And while that impression largely held, there was a brief interval just after 8:00 where, at least for a 15-minute stretch, the long journey was worth it for me…..
I said at the outset that I’d been keeping tabs on the Weston Tobacco stand at various points in the day in hopes that a young hottie would be smoking a cigar purchased there. And as luck would have it, I arrived just in time for the purchase and consumption of a hot blond’s first cigar. I had seen other girls hover in the background of this stand during the day, usually because their boyfriend, husband, or father was buying a cigar, but it was quickly clear that the young couple shopping around the display of cigars at 8 p.m. had a female participant even more interested in it than the male. The blond looked like she was about 23 and had the face of an angel, her shoulder-length blond hair held back in a ponytail and wearing a pale pink blouse and a pair of medium-blue daisy dukes. Even generically, she looked like about the last girl one would expect to see shopping around for cigars at the Missouri State Fair, but not only was she doing just that, she was being a very discriminating and plugged-in consumer. She was picking up various cigars from the display boxes and asking the salesman about them, her adorable doe eyes bulging with attentiveness as she hung on his every word…..
One of the first cigars she picked up was a huge Churchill and she seemed genuinely interested in it, talking it over with her boyfriend even though it was very clear she was the decider in this relationship whose opinion would ultimately guide the final selection. Unfortunately, I felt like the salesman directed her away from the larger cigar as she began perusing the selection and asking him about other smaller cigars….but then she went back to the Churchill again and I was feeling my male parts begin to stand up as the thought passed through my head that she might actually buy and smoke this thing at the fair. The thought of this sweetheart smoking that big cigar in public sent starbursts ricocheting through my body. But alas, she kept moving around, asking questions that I couldn’t hear but loving her body language as she acted like a bride-to-be picking out the “perfect wedding dress” rather than a cigar. She ultimately decided upon a medium-sized darker-colored cigar, and the couple purchased two of them. She was carded and was able to make the transaction, surreally walking away from the stand in her pink blouse and her jean short cutoffs with two cigars in hand. Now it was just a matter of whether she’d smoke it tonight or save it for later. I prayed she would light it up sooner rather than later and I followed her and the boyfriend to this remote grassy spot a few yards behind the tobacco stand. This had not been a lucky day for me so far, but my luck was about to change as she began unwrapping the cigar and the couple hovered in this remote area preparing to light what I assumed to be her first cigar…or at least her first “real” cigar….
The boyfriend fished around in the bag they were carrying with them and found a lighter. This was happening! I was sitting a few yards away in a relatively inconspicuous spot with camera in hand, ready to capture the making of history. The adorable blond held the cigar in her hand briefly as the boyfriend ignited the flame and began toasting it. In seconds, it was in her mouth as she slowly brought this cigar to life, bursts of cigar smoke exploding from her mouth as she cooperated in the stick’s lighting. Eight hours of sightingless frustration leading up to this moment had all become worth it as she was now puffing from the cigar on her own. I wish I had been close enough to hear her reaction, or for my pictures to be clearer for that matter, but it was thrilling to know the fruits of her discriminating selection process were about to stink up the Missouri State Fairgrounds in a big way.
So how did the rest of the sighting go? Mixed bag. I was hoping the boyfriend would just get his own cigar and they’d walk around the main part of the fairgrounds smoking them as a couple, but unfortunately they decided to share it. I guess I could live with that so long as the sharing was equitable. The good news is that it was equitable–in fact, she probably smoked the lion’s share of it–but the bad news was they started walking away through the most remote corridors of the Missouri State Fairgrounds amidst all of the farm equipment and all-terrain vehicles on display. I was able to follow, but not without standing out like a sore thumb having already followed them a football field’s distance…..
They passed the cigar back and forth as they walked in relative isolation, and it remained amazing to see this sweet and wholesome-looking girl publicly smoking a cigar, the brown of the cigar representing such a stunning color contrast to her pastel wardrobe, and the smell emanating from her exhales fantastically foul as I walked through nearly all of them. She smoked it at an aggressive pace, chatting casually with the boyfriend while puffing away. I got pics, but again there’s bad news as I was following them directly into the sunset so most of the shots turned out quite dark. I never did get a good shot of her face. Fearing I was becoming too familiar, I hung back just enough to keep tabs on their progress without directly following. I noticed they were heading to the swine barn of all places and it looked as though they were going inside. Even at the Missouri State Fair, smoking is banned in all of the buildings, yet with each step closer that she took without surrendering the cigar, I was becoming convinced she was going into that swine barn with stogie in her hand. But at the very last second, she obnoxiously stubbed the cigar against the outside wall of the building, saving the second half of it for later I guess, and then the two of them went inside the barn.
Unfortunately I wouldn’t see her again. The sighting was quite a ride and I felt like I really got to see something special following this moment from the shopping cart to the public consumption of her presumed first cigar. And it raised a few questions. Since she had a lighter in her pack, does that mean she normally smokes cigarettes? Or did she just bring one that night knowing that she planned to smoke a cigar with the boyfriend? Or does she just have a lighter in her bag for lighting up scented candles??!?! Whatever her story, I knew I’d eventually be vindicated in keeping tabs on that Missouri State Fair cigar stand and I’d have had a hard time doing better than this.
#2. Minnesota State Fair Day 1, Sightings #110-111
Nothing jumped out at me as looking too exceptional from afar as I approached the designated smoking area east of the grandstand right after 6:00 on Day 1 of the Minnesota State Fair and scanned it for smokers, but there was a bench in the middle of the smoking area occupied by two redheads. I’m leaning toward them being mother and daughter but I can’t say for sure as the older gal still looked really good and if she was the mother of the younger girl who was definitely in her early 20s, then way to go, mom, because you’re holding up great. Their body language certainly suggested mother and daughter though and I’ll operate under the assumption that they were. Mom was smoking a cigarette and the daughter was smoking a tipped Black ‘N’ Mild cigar.
Now I’m partial to cigars of any kind and to see a young gal smoking one publicly in the presence of her cigarette-smoking mom was always a treat, even if the daughter wasn’t entirely my type, with long red hair held up in a ponytail with a blue bandana tying the hair together on her head. She was very obviously of Irish lineage with very fair complexion that was fully on display in her black tube top showing off several inches of bare shoulders and bare midriff above a pair of tight dark blue jeans on the bottom. The ginger look isn’t necessarily my style, but she was pretty and was hard to look away from. Mom had long reddish hair as well but I’m guessing she was even more conventionally attractive in her heyday than her daughter was now. Mom could pass for 32 even now though I suspect she was probably at least 40 given that her daughter was old enough to be sitting there with a beer….and of course a cigar. This sighting was always poised to be an extra-base hit as the dynamic was sexy as hell and I was taking a number of photos, primarily capturing the daughter as she took semiregular drags from her smelly cigar but also getting mom in mid-drag on one occasion. I figured I’d stand there and watch about three or four minutes of the daughter’s cigar smoking and then move on, but the sighting just kept getting wilder and more impossible to break away from….
At one point a couple of minutes into the sighting, a middle-aged female fairgrounds worker stepped into the area to smoke a cigarette and stood near the mother and daughter, striking up a conversation that I couldn’t hear. They seemed to be enjoying each other’s company, but for whatever reason in the middle of this conversation the daughter placed the plastic tip of her cigar in her mouth and just let it hang there, no-handlebars dangle-dragging the cigar while in conversation. It was a decidedly unfeminine showing…and it almost seemed like performance art for the benefit of this middle-aged fairgrounds worker gal talking to them. This went on a good two minutes, with the cigar remaining planted in the daughter’s mouth and semiregular drags belching out of her face and filling up the whole area with smoke right around the time mom finished her cigarette. I took a few more pics of this and most are decent, but the sun angle was such that there’s some interference. But that same sun that took a little away from photos lent itself to a bonkers closing act of the sighting….
My redheaded cigar smoker in the tube top with the fully exposed shoulders was already showing some signs of sunburn but her mom was about to play the role of good mother hen and take care of her little girl. Mom handed the daughter a squeeze bottle of sunblock and the daughter was starting to spread it over her own arms, but then mom got up and stood behind the daughter, spreading the sunblock all over her daughter’s shoulders and upper back. For her part, the daughter kept that cigar parked in her mouth the whole time, dragging incessantly with one end of her mouth while belching out wave upon wave upon wave of filthy cigar smoke from the other. The entire smoking area was being overtaken by the massive haze of cigar smoke this ginger was pumping out, but nobody was getting it worse than her loving mother standing over her and applying that sunblock. Clearly no good deed goes unpunished as she was absolutely choking on her daughter’s cigar smoke to the point where I’m surprised she could even see her shoulders enough to put the sunblock on! Meanwhile, the middle-aged fair worker lady was still talking to them!
I was scoring pics left and right of this but I put the camera down to take the opportunity to walk through this wall of cigar smoke the daughter was producing and was intoxicated on the deliciously foul aroma. Now the daughter was spreading more sunblock on her own face, working around the cigar that was still clutched between her teeth and still pumping out smoke from her mouth. Sunblock typically has a pretty pungent smell, but nobody would be smelling sunblock on this girl as she was gonna reek of cigar smoke for the next couple of hours! I’m not sure I’ve ever seen cigar smoking this aggressive before and particularly given the context with the mother and the fair worker on the receiving end of this smoke assault, it was unbearably sexy. I suspect that part of the reason the daughter was supersmoking this cigar was that mom had finished her cigarette and was ready to leave the smoking area, but the daughter wanted to get as much of the cigar smoked as possible. Not sure of the context but at one point I got a pic of the mom leaning forward in front of the daughter, with bursts of cigar smoke coming out of the daughter’s mouth right into mom’s face, all on camera!
After a good 10 minutes of this first-rate show, the pair finally got up off of their bench and the daughter approached the community ashtray with her mostly smoked cigar. Her body was pretty nice when she stood up, that bare midriff now on full display in a way it wasn’t when she was sitting down, and that fiery red hair giving her a distinctive look that I had to admit had won me over. There was plenty of good material to work with that day at the MNSF, but this one was easily my favorite. The wacky storyline and emerging background players coupled with the novelty of a daughter smoking a cigar in front of a cigarette-smoking mother was just the cherry on top of what was already a delicious sundae.
#1. Iowa State Fair Day 1, Sighting #58
Teen smoking wasn’t entirely extinct this fair season or on Day 1 of the Iowa State Fair, but make no mistake that the cool kids were vaping and juuling. At one point I’d say my vaping/juuling sightings count exceeded my smoker girl count, which has never happened before. Most stunning was a long-haired dark blond who looked 13 at most sitting along the edge of the grandstand next to her friend in the early afternoon, taking a hit from her vape pen twice and hacking away both times. I wondered if these things are as prolific in middle schools as they seem to be among high schoolers as this girl had been the youngest girl I’d seen vaping thus far for the fair season.
Fast forward a few hours and I was navigating the massive crowd in line for the heavy metal band Slipknot performing at the grandstand that evening, a crowd whose size I did not anticipate when I showed up for the fair that day. It was within this long line of metal fans that came the moment that would turn a really good day into a great day as I once again saw the sort of sighting that I figured was already obsolete a decade ago but which I somehow keep getting. A few hours earlier, I alluded to a 12-13ish blond who I saw taking two hits from a vape pen and launching into a severe smoker’s cough after both. Well now I was looking at that same cutie standing in line with her mom and presumably brother and friend, but her vape pen was replaced with a cigarette. This was all transpiring standing in a long line for the Slipknot concert so there was hordes of humanity in every direction, yet here was this girl who couldn’t be a day older than 13 publicly smoking a cigarette. Her presumed mother, a mid-30s blond, was smoking too, but the other girl who looked about the same age as the smoker, and the younger boy, were not. Best of all, this was playing out just a few feet in front of the curb with the line for the concert at a stand still since they weren’t allowing anybody inside yet, meaning I had a perfect vantage point to sit there and watch it all.
And what a show! Aside from a slightly alternative piercing in her eyelid, this girl couldn’t have possibly evoked the innocence of small-town Iowa youth better, her golden blond hair flowing all the way down her back and her slender body contained in a black Slipknot T-shirt and an entirely presexualized pair of dark jean shorts. If there was any doubt by looking at her face that this girl was of seventh grade vintage, it was dispelled when looking at her twig-like legs coming out of those utilitarian jean shorts. The girl’s smoker’s cough I detected when vaping earlier in the day was not on display here as she smoked, but it was clear this wasn’t just a “treat” cigarette mom gave her while waiting for the rock concert. This girl was a real deal smoker, which was especially adorable on her exhales, which drifted into the face of her female friend and brother almost as a necessity in this tightly packed crowd. At one point mom and daughter were both briefly looking down at her cigarette as if conversing about the awkwardness of smoking in this crowd.
My vantage point was almost perfect here, but she turned her head to the left when she took her drags, meaning that was the only pose of her I didn’t get on camera during the few minutes I watched the show and documented it on camera. Toward the end of her cigarette I took a big risk and walked to her other side, and while I missed the pic of her drag by a split second, what I got instead was even better….a geyser of smoke blasting out of her face with the glowing sun as a backdrop. I believe it was the final drag from her cigarette as the mother was soon taking pics of the girl, her friend, and brother together. Her cork filter cigarette butt was smashed under the heel of her sneakers and lying on the pavement with a black ash smear just like so many dozens of others on the pavement of the concourse, yet this one was almost certainly smoked by the youngest smoker of this year’s Iowa State Fair. It was bonkers to consider that I started fetishing at the Iowa State Fair in 2006 and now I was getting a sighting from a girl who either wasn’t born yet at the time or was still being spoon-fed in her high chair. I was on the clouds as I walked away from this one, always taken aback to my youth when I see girls this age smoking and remembering how exciting it was when I found out the first girls in my age range were smoking. But of course that was 30 years ago when smoking was still culturally acceptable in some circles. For any girl of her pedigree to be a regular smoker today, and allowed to do so at the most public venue in the state in front of tens of thousands of people, just completely defies belief.
For the next 20 minutes or so, I continued to seek out sightings elsewhere on the concourse but I never allowed myself to get too far from that line of Slipknot concertgoers….just in case. I walked by my favorite family a few times and saw that blond-haired cutie with her arms folded the way you’d expect a shy early teen girl to do in a big crowd like this. I got in line for a root beer and was apoplectic when the line for the Slipknot concert had been moving some as I didn’t want the family to disappear into the grandstand before I got to see them again, but the crowd had to pass through metal detectors before being allowed in, so if the line moved slowly enough I still had a chance. I had a hard time imagining what a second act from the mother of the year and her middle-school daughter would look like under these circumstances, but once again I’d have storybook timing to find out…..
I approached the grandstand gate in front of the metal detectors and once past the entry partition was a mother and three young kids who decided that the two nicotine addicts amongst them had better get a final fix in front of thousands of onlookers before entering the grandstand. There was a line of people moving from the side in front of me so pictures would be (mostly) elusive, but there stood mother and daughter with unlit cigarettes in hand, and only seconds after my arrival the daughter was firing up what was at least her second cigarette in the last half hour. And so she stood with that adorable early teen girl pose, her arms folded around each other except with a freshly lit cigarette protruding from her fingers, untethering those arms only when taking a drag from her cigarette. It was surreal in every possible way, and the density of the crowd appearing to work in her favor as apparently nobody was paying attention to the 13-year-old girl openly smoking in the year 2019….except me. I managed one cloudy holding pic at her new location but unfortunately one of the guys manning the metal detector probably screwed me from another farrow-to-finish sighting when he shouted, “I got room over here” as if letting the crowd know now was the time to approach. The teen cutiepie bent over to crush out her half-smoked cigarette on the pavement and followed her mom and the other two youngsters to the gate, where I knew no additional smoking would transpire until the concert was over….
Every time I get a sighting like this I think “surely this is the last one”….yet they keep coming, if not once every year then at least every two years. I suppose it’s a bit distressing that there are parents enabling a behavior that when initiated at this young age very likely means a lifetime of health problems and overall limited choices, but the visual is just so otherworldly that I can’t help but be gratified at a gut level. I’ll never forget being the sixth grader who lit up like a Christmas tree upon learning the first girls in my class were smoking….so it’s fun to know that there are at least a few girls out there providing the same thrill for budding male fetishers their age today.
So there’s this year’s list. I have photos of varying degrees of quality to match 23 of this year’s 25 entries and they’ll be posted to my Tumblr page within the next several days. There have been past year-end lists I’ve been more pleased with but I still think I did pretty well given the modern culture. I score 712 total sightings, a number pretty consistent with past years, but padded a bit given that I spent more hours at the Iowa State Fair this year. It’s hard to predict which direction things are heading next year amidst the fake crisis connected to vaping and subsequent nanny-state crackdowns that will follow, which I’m quite certain will get entangled with tobacco. I’m definitely preparing myself for a progressively uglier climate for sightings moving forward, but I will continue to do my rounds every August through Labor Day and expect to continue to get sightings worthy of year-end acclaim to keep me posting another top-25 list next year.