bohemian teeth.

Can you see that ambitious tooth trying to grow out of my mouth in the first photo? I have no idea where it wants to go, it's been poking out there all it's life. But the great thing of being the late child of a Hippie Mother is that you get told that crooked teeth or sticky-out ears (got a pair of that too btw) only make you look more beautiful. And that they respect your twelve year old opinion when the dentist says you should get braces to make that front teeth look more presentable. These pictures were taken in my mothers beautiful bedroom. Asim loves to lay on her bed, it's bigger and much more cosy than mine, even though he "officially" isn't allowed to. And I really love the big collection of old paintings and pictures my mother has on her walls, all around the apartment. She and my Aunt are my heroes when it come to interior design and the absolute queens of flea market and antique shopping! Actually my Mother recently complained that there's no picture on my blog that shows my crooked tooth...so here we go!

with my mothers 1st camera.

The sweet comments you left on my last post really lifted up my mood (thank you for that!) And even though I'm still not very excited with my photography at the moment, I thought I share some Holiday pictures from a trip Asim and I made last week. Holiday pics are always fun, right?...or was it boring and dull?...can't remeber...Anyway! I took these snapshots with a camera that knows me since I was a baby, it's a Canon t50 that my mother bought in New York many, many years ago on 42nd street. It was her first "real" camera, back then she didn't even know that cameras could be bought separated from lenses (that's the story she always tells me when she sees this camera ALWAYS). Most of my childhood pictures where taken with this thing, so it was a lot of fun to use it myself for the first time...even though I will never really get used to the fact that I can't direct the shutter speed.

Wanna see a picture that this camera took in the good old childhood days? Here you go:

this pic was taken by (who else but) my maman. That's me in the right corner, trying to walk like a ballerina...or a model?? I can only guess...but seeing how I walk today, I think I have lost my grace!