A few months ago I found a couple of disposable cameras in a thrift shop; they had expired in 2001. The first camera produced a set of duds, but I had a few pleasant surprises with the second.

This grainy, gloomy picture was not one of the pleasant surprises, but I wanted to mention an event that my friend
Carole graciously invited me to last week. The Society & Balenciaga brought Ivan Rodic, the
Facehunter, to Toronto. I thought I "Why not?" because after all, he is a blogger, like I am, sort of, and even Geoff
had found some inspiration in his photographs. The event was held at The Room at The Bay; we had ribbons scented with the new Balenciaga fragrance tied in bows around our wrists. I saw so many fancy cameras and fancy flash units and fancy lenses in use, but I whipped out my expired disposable and took this picture. Whatever.
It's not the sort of event I go to regularly, of course, and it was quite fascinating from a people-watching perspective. As to the Facehunter himself, he seems all right, and I bought his book. It's always amusing to me when someone like him becomes the toast of the fashion crowd. I don't think he cares too much about it. Anyhow. Let's get confessional here. I felt incredibly unattractive all evening and proceeded to drink quite a few glasses of sparkling rosé. If you have image issues and break up with your therapist in the same week that you attend an event filled with incredibly beautiful & possibly wealthy people, you end up standing quite close to the bar (n.b. voice of experience).
We were given small bottles of the perfume in a gift bag. I love this perfume. I can't quite identify it, but there is a note in it (possibly the violet) that reminds me of something I've smelled before. The exact memory hasn't yet been triggered. After the event I met up with some other friends at the
Bad Day magazine launch, where I took this gem.

I know. Amazing.
The next day Geoff and I went to High Park to see
the cherry blossoms. Despite the fact that the sky was overcast and the fact that they weren't quite in their fullest bloom, it was incredible to see the tufts of blushy-pink-white peeking through the other trees. The disposable camera produced these rose-tinted pictures that are so beautiful to me.