I found this photo in a box marked "Instant Relatives" at one of my favorite antique shops and thought they looked like they needed a good home. I doubt one day pictures of me will end up for sale in a dusty shoebox somewhere, they lack that grainy and charming quality of black and whites from the Twenties. On the offchance they do, I'd like to apologize in advance to the youth of the future flipping through those mouldering pictures and being confronted with my pasty, pimpled face from 8th grade staring back.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
My Adopted Family
I found this photo in a box marked "Instant Relatives" at one of my favorite antique shops and thought they looked like they needed a good home. I doubt one day pictures of me will end up for sale in a dusty shoebox somewhere, they lack that grainy and charming quality of black and whites from the Twenties. On the offchance they do, I'd like to apologize in advance to the youth of the future flipping through those mouldering pictures and being confronted with my pasty, pimpled face from 8th grade staring back.
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