Pretty in pink
One of my favourited movie when I was a teen ager, was “Pretty in pink” (click to see).
Well, I was not pretty, but smart (in short, in those days I was convinced it was worth the rule of compensation: if a girl wasn’t pretty, she had to be funny, at least).
All this has no relevance to what I did this weekend, but when I saw my Diana on this pink table … well, I thought that even though it is a camera old and obsolete, has nevertheless her why.
And then I like, and that’s what matters. Just like that.