the face

happy now?

i am in love with my polaroid camera. instant gratification, not to mention that bright white overexposed skintone thing it's got going for it. i take my picture when i'm happy, when i've been crying, when i'm having a good hair day. i take my picture when i catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror and think i might be beautiful. most of these pictures i burn; this one i scanned. a good hair day, number three in a series, just in case you were wondering.