The new year obviously calls for a camera upgrade (kudos to le boyfriend for enabling my bank account to further haemorrhage money to amazon for polaroid film)
So so sad to say goodbye to my little Fujifilm instax (at least for now until the price of vintage Polaroid film becomes too much to handle) but......
So so sad to say goodbye to my little Fujifilm instax (at least for now until the price of vintage Polaroid film becomes too much to handle) but......
Et viola! I feel he needs a name but seeing as I just named the spider who lives in our downstairs light Hector, I'm all named out for now, so sad. I will think of something awfully old man like, because let's face it, this oldy of a camera deserves a suitably elderly name.
Before I plunge head first into what I'm assuming is a slightly sepia tone nightmare, my old Fujifilm has a few last pictures to share (maybe quite a few, this is the first of a few posts phasing out my little baba).
But, last term my camera was lucky enough to capture some adorable moments during Cabaret, they're some of my favourite photos (not just because people be almost naked, I promise). CLICK ON US TO READ ABOUT SOME CUTE MUSICAL THEATRE TIMES.
Before I plunge head first into what I'm assuming is a slightly sepia tone nightmare, my old Fujifilm has a few last pictures to share (maybe quite a few, this is the first of a few posts phasing out my little baba).
But, last term my camera was lucky enough to capture some adorable moments during Cabaret, they're some of my favourite photos (not just because people be almost naked, I promise). CLICK ON US TO READ ABOUT SOME CUTE MUSICAL THEATRE TIMES.