The Disposable
Disposable cameras. Remeber those? How about film?
In this digital age, part of me misses the excitement of not knowing what, or how, your photos will turn out until developing the prints. The excitement is then followed with the typical 'oooing' and 'ahhing' or, burning the evidence.
In a recent trip to the local pharmacy these relics of the past, the legendary disposable camera, were on sale at the great price of buy one get one free! So naturally, I left with not one, but two of these memories makers in my bag.
Despite feeling slight dorky, and being made fun of as I carried my plastic camera through the streets of London, hearing things such as, "How old are you?" or "you do realise they make something called 'digital' now" or "We aren't in 3rd grade anymore Heather . .. " Whatever. They are just jealous. I thoroughly enjoyed my disposable experiment.
after the fireworks on Guy Fawkes day at a pub somewhere
Me and the wonderful Miss Marianne at said pub
attempt at capturing fireworks
Shh! Don't tell blondie i put this photo up!!
Autumnal colors on my walk to work
Miss Loni James chillin' in an alleyway in London
Nick Mack, Loni and I at the infamous 'The Boot' pub after church (yes, I said after church)
Storm troopers on the tube . . . as you do.
More exploring with Loni
Wall in Brick Lane. At the time, I thought it looked cool.
My ex-favourite cafe in London. Still cosy, but now way more pretentious and too busy
The Halloween crew.
Someone made the mistake of giving me plastic vampire teeth
I have no idea who these people are. This is the Beauty of a disposable.
Who you gonna call?
My cute little dark angel.
LOVE this.
I've got one camera left, so that means more to come!!
Heather x