Up late, because I SAVED SOMEBODY’S LIFE tonight.
Kinda.
Okay, they were hurt, but it wasn’t fatal, and it was really more just me being able to talk to drunk people more than anything else that saved the day, but still.
I’m up.
And have a wee bit of leftover adrenaline. So here’s a Polaroid from, boy, I think it was last month? I’ve been shooting a fuckload lately, a few shoots a week, which I’ve begun to realize is a wee bit too much. But with the new camera, and loving to take pictures, a man can get carried away.
So it’s perhaps good that I still carry the Polaroid around. Always have to take my time with the Polaroid, gotta give it the care it deserves.
And not just for anybody do I pull the Polaroid out.
But Laura is far from just anybody. There are people in other countries who are in LOVE with Laura. People lose their minds over this lady. “The most beautiful woman ever”, someone said that to me yesterday. A model I found online brought her up in conversation, wanted to know what she was like. This face right here could start a war, if such a thing were possible. If a face had ever started a war, back in the way back when, it was a face like this.
