Who doesn't worship Polaroids? In this digital era, keeping it real is really difficult! I've found that there's something peculiarly comforting about unedited still life (like a hot cup of tea for the soul), and if it happens to look worn because the film is expired, well, instant charm. Until I can afford to put in a big order at The Impossible Project, 8 pictures per month will do just fine. Perfect, even.
