September 19, 2017

Last week, I found some old  snaps I’d taken at a photobooth on The Strand. I was on my way to meet my friend Polly who worked around there, and I must have been early enough to putz around in a photobooth. I am wearing an orange paisley Top Shop dress, Diane von Furstenberg sunnies and a big smile. I loved those glasses. It’s always such a thrill to come across those old strips. A few months earlier, I’d found one of Jason, Iole and I in a photobooth at the supermarché in Bulle. I remember feeling awful that day –– drained by morning sickness and generally nervous about the reality of a second baby. But the pictures are so sweet; three happy faces squashed into one frame. And there’s another strip I love, of Jason and I at 19 and 21, kissing and giggling in a photobooth at Yorkdale. In my old filofax, I still have ones of me and my best friend Amy wearing thick eye liner and too much foundation in the early 90s. And between the pages of a book somewhere, are Stephanie, Polly, Zelmira and I toasting Zel’s upcoming nuptials in a photobooth at The Drake. Thankyou Anatol Josepho, for all the memories.

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