I'm trying to get as many left swipes and speed-dating passes as possible to improve my rejection tolerance. Honestly, I should've blurred it a little more with a shake to viscerally show I have tremors.
Some stills this week testing a Fujifilm Instax 400 Wide.
I try not to impulse buy things for comfort. It's a terrible habit. I do get to cheat once a season and for spring I decided to fox it up a little a chase some woefully missing spring whim.
I've always loved these types of masks and the idea of briefly becoming. I think I read a very old fantasy book when I was 10-ish about these troubadors that wear these beautiful animal masks all their life and they sing and dance and do acrobatics and I loved that deeply - even though there's a horror ending to them because I can't help myself to horror books. 🤭 (Hint: *Shadowgate*, by Emily Rodda)
Anyways, hoping the Moth lady gets back on her feet to enjoy her own impressive mask moxy.
Vulpes vulpes! ✊
If it's burning hole in your loins it's working.