A little over a year ago, my dear camera suffered a drop from a great height, destroying the lens and leaving me to chisel off of my boyfriend's gear for far too long. Luckily, the camera's body survived without injury, but the lens now sounds like an instrument of percussion and is thoroughly buggered. Being the big girl that I am, I got meself a brand new lens and have been shooting everything in front of me. It's hard to get a bad shot with this wee 50mm. Stoked.
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August 2015
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