Hiding In Fear Behind A Wall Of Cameras

For years, this was me. Hiding behind my wall of cameras, eternally testing and trying the latest vintage beauty I'd stumbled across. Constantly, guiltily, looking over my shoulder at the growing mass of bodies and lenses sprawled across shelves and buried in boxes. Always feeling that once I'd found that elusive one true love, that… Continue reading Hiding In Fear Behind A Wall Of Cameras