“When lovers kiss on the cheeks, it is because they are searching, feeling for one another’s lips. Lovers are made by a kiss.” Emile Zola
We hit up the IMAGE crew for their confessions of lip locks past and there were LOLS.
Meg, Deputy Editor
First kiss: I was at summer camp, and a boy one year my senior planted one on me right in front of the camp counsellor. She kindly pretended not to notice.
Best kiss: I’d like to say it was my husband, but kisses from my children have since beaten his record.
Last kiss: This morning as I drank my coffee and my husband left for work.
Worst kiss: I’ve since blocked it from my memory.
Sophie, Senior Editor Online
First kiss: 1996, aged 12, in the local green with a boy who’d just eaten a bag of cheese ‘n’ onion crisps – it put me off cheese ‘n’ onion crisps and kissing for years.
Best kiss: The first time I ever kissed my husband was deadly. It was in Iskander’s kebab shop on Dame St cuz we are pure classy.
Last kiss: I kissed the back of my baby’s neck this morning and it was delicious.
Worst kiss: My worst kiss was in 1997 with a guy who insisted on adopting a Liam Gallagher pose – remember Liam used to clasp his hands behind his back to sing into the microphone? That’s how this guy approached the kiss. Hands off and off-putting.
Dave, Account Executive
First kiss: Aged 9 in my conservatory with a girl from school.
Best kiss: After a girl I’d stalked for years finally broke up with her boyfriend, I kissed her outside Smasher Bar in Ios after loads of strawberry daiquiris.
Last kiss: My sister was away on holidays and she’s just back home so when I saw her I gave her a big kiss!
Worst kiss: The washing machine kiss in Wesley disco, there were a lot of bad kisses during the days of Wes.
Niamh, Junior Social Editor and Content Creator
First kiss: shoved into my neighbour’s bedroom with his best mate who gave me the aul washing machine. Needless to say, it was the worst and sloppiest/wettest kiss of my existence.
Best kiss: The first time I kissed Jake, obviously *butterflies*.
Last kiss: My doggo, Molly. This morning before leaving for work.
Worst kiss: See first.
Mel, Assitant Editor
First Kiss: Under the table in senior infants. Myself and my then true love used to hide from the teacher and share a moment. He would later save me seats in class so he could stab me with pencils. Cute or what?
Best Kiss: I came home from traveling on the day of one of my really close friends 21st birthdays and I hadn’t seen him in about four months. By the time I got to his house I was so late that he was trying to be annoyed with me but I was so excited to see him I just kissed him. He sadly died a few months later but I still have the photo taken of us that night in my room.
Last Kiss: I do give my housemates kisses most days, especially when I’m needy but the last proper smooch was a guy that was so much younger than me my best friend has now labeled me as his confirmation sponsor … he was over 18, I swear.
Worst Kiss: My worst kiss was followed by me smacking my head against a wall, passing out in the toilet and being three hours late for work the next day with a lump on my head … and then a message to tell me we had kissed.
Holly, Beauty Writer
First kiss: On the top floor of a hotel on holidays while my cousin Amy waited for me downstairs. She made me do it.
Best kiss: It’s a toss-up between sloppy kisses from my baby cousins, when yer Da kisses your head goodnight or face-licks from all dogs.
Last kiss: [redacted]
Worst kiss: I can’t recall one! Good job everyone I’ve kissed.
Ellie, Digital Director
First kiss: Alan? Neil? I’m gonna go with Neil… circa 1992 in Wesley, whilst ‘slow-dancing’, but that just meant going around in circles with hot, heavy arms around me, slightly freaked out and thinking, ‘will this song EVER end’. Felt jubilant afterwards though, because I got ‘the shift’, and the deed was done!
Best kiss: A guy who a friend and I both kissed in the space of a few weeks in college days. He must remain nameless, as we both still know him (and his wife!), but my friend and I still rhapsodise over much wine about our experience with him – only kissing, but God it was magical!
Last Kiss: My daughters faces – the sweetest thing. The feel of their skin, the smell of them…bliss like no other.
Worst Kiss: A guy who used to be my friend when we lived in London in the nineties – he swore his undying love in a beautiful letter asking could we be more than mates, sent flowers and a gift to my work and I swooned… We went on a real date and kissed after dinner. It was so awful, that we didn’t see each other since. That sense of being eaten alive, if anyone relates?? We became Facebook friends a few years ago, but almost 20 years on, I still shiver…
“Close your eyes and I’ll kiss you, tomorrow I’ll miss you…” Give your favourite people some smooches today!