That my friends is the face of someone who realizes they are in it deep. Lydia Lael is everything you want in a damsel: feisty, vocal and just sassy enough get herself into trouble.

The first thing she said to me before shooting was not to be shocked if a knot came undone or she got loose. She boasted about being a bit of an escape artist and a fervent struggler. Um, she didn't get out of anything. She tried like hell though that's for sure.

The expression on her face is half play-acting and half realizing that none of the ropes were going to come loose. She wriggled, wiggled, tossed and thrashed until she had nothing left in the tank and it got her nowhere. She is non-stop motion, and I can see why she'd boast of her abilities. Ropes can only hold up to movement for so long before a knot pops loose; however, she started on a couch and ended on a couch, with all ropes in tact. In the post-interview she was even a bit sheepish about her failure to come through on an escape. I will however admit that I cheated just a little bit. You see, naked ties are harder to slip out of that clothed ones. Poor Lydia didn't know that though. And such it was that the ropes dug into her skin and stayed on snugly.
Houdini no more, she had met her match when she faced the Barenaked and Boxtied Hogtie.