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.

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

 

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