I’ve been wanting to get into film photography for a while now. I’ve always loved the romanticism of it. Not being able to see the image right away, but knowing in that moment that it’s something worth capturing. It’s almost nostalgic for a time and place I wish I could’ve seen. What a better time to start than the new year?
Despite the fact that my boyfriend thinks it’s an expensive hobby, he was the one to buy me my first camera. And this gift, to my romantic idealistic self, is worth every penny. (And, inevitably, every mistake).
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