A short exploring what the term ‘Vanilla Sex’ means in black and queer communities through polaroid photographs.

High school guidance counselor Jeff, and his platonic friend and co-worker Anne are responsible, well intentioned, kind… and boring. They frustratingly watch on as their peers find love and companionship, while they continue to fail in spectacular fashion when it comes to romance. As they reach their loneliness breaking point they make a pact to forgo their familiar, vanilla personas in exchange for their unexplored, confident alter egos. They wave goodbye to Jeff’s awkward all-male book club and Anne’s flailing attempts to catch the eye of Jeff’s sexy neighbor Max, and say hello to raucous summer nights filled with booze, dancing, and sex. Naturally things don’t exactly go according to plan.

Rhonda and Kim Hamilton are two highly successful cousins with vastly different philosophies on dating. One is sexually liberated (A “Hoe” according to Kim) and the other is getting over the break-up of a long term relationship and dealing work issues (Not getting “Enough” according to Rhonda). Set in Atlanta these two young attractive single ladies take you on a whirlwind ride of One Night Stands, Tickle Tests, Bedroom “Whirlwind” Technique, Vanilla Allergies, Strippers, DL Suspects and tons of hilarious laughs.

Having failed to get into the police force, Margarete takes up training as a security guard. One night she runs into a sexually agressive ex-colleague who insists on hailing a taxi to take her home to his place. Enter Tiger: short brown hair, a tough girl and a fighter, the cab driver. Realising that the situation is far from consensual, Tiger speeds off with Margarete, leaving her companion standing in the street. It won’t be the last time she rushes to Margarete’s aid. Tiger lives in an attic flat with two men. She knows how to wield a baseball bat. Stealing a uniform from security and renaming Margarete ‘Vanilla’, she begins to steer her life in a completely different direction.