Keven was walking me home after seeing Spice World (yep – Spice Girls the movie) at the Famous Players. It was snowing out – that light fluffy snow that flutters onto your eyelids and coats the ground in a beautiful white blanket. Keven let go of my hand and playfully threw a snowball at me. I threw one back giggling as it hit him in the shoulder. He tried to tackle me into a snow bank and we both fell to the ground. At that moment, with the perfect white snow and “so tell me what you want, what you really really want…” still ringing in our ears, he softly kissed me. My first kiss. In honour of this magical moment, I am interviewing and posting the stories of thirty-one first kisses (of a range of people), starting with my first kiss’s first kiss.