MrB and I went to a dinner celebrating our gorgeous friend Joanna’s @&#th birthday last Thursday. That’s what the menu said: “@&#th Birthday Bash.” Unfortunately, I wasn’t wearing my swear rings to match the menu.
Instead, I wore a vintage Ossie Clark maxi that I bought last year from Vintage-a-Peel and the Cleopatra necklace that I wrote about in yesterday’s post. Coincidentally, yesterday’s post includes a photo of me wearing a Marie France dress that I got from Vintage-a-Peel and there’s a very similar one for sale right now. Let’s pause for a moment in case you want to do some shopping.
Anyway, as you can see from the lower right corner of my outfit photo, it was so windy that night that my camera couldn’t keep up. We were taking the picture without a flash in front of a well-lit grocery store. I kind of like the effect.
While MrB was taking my picture, a Good Samaritan couple walked by and offered to take our picture together. I said no thanks. They seemed shocked by this, so I said that we were taking the picture for a fashion blog. Then they got all Bad Samaritan on our asses — criticizing us for choosing a supermarket for a location, saying “humph!” and so on. I was happy when they stormed off.
It reminded me of another Bad Samaritan photo incident last year. A friend who was taking a picture of me was trying to do something artistic with the neon signs in the background, so when a female bystander offered to take a picture of us together, he said no. She sulkily said, “I wasn’t gonna steal your camera or nothin’.” We hadn’t considered that as a possibility before she brought it up, but now I think of it whenever I do hand over a camera to a stranger. Also, have you noticed that all stranger-taken photos look like they were shot from a great distance? Seriously, the person wielding the camera can be standing two feet away but might as well be standing on Mars because you still wind up looking like specks in the bottom quarter of the frame. What’s up with that?