a letter to you: je suis la caméra

Dear Pam,

Well, hi, I'm going to pretend this is a letter, just because.

So. What's up? Hows' Texas? Did you get your driving permit thing? Did you buy the lace dress? Is it pretty?

You probably can tell that I'm really bored right now and sick of matrices so I'm just going to put photos.

And, I saw someone at the photo printing lab (it took forever to find a place that actually printed 120mm film, I really want to see how the photos come out, if they even do...) with the Balenciaga bag you wanted. In pink. Not sure why I'm telling you... but, yeah. This one, right?

So, let's see. What else? OH YEAH.

Today, I bought new scuba diving goggles.

Instead of writing my name, I decided to write P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney.

Good idea right?

Or maybe completely stupid.

Didn't write it yet though, since, well, it'll be permanent.

AND LOOK:

From... Proenza Schouler SS10.

If only...

Hope you're having more fun than I am....

Which you probably are, but ANYWAYS.

You still should show me what Texas really looks like.

I still think that I'll be right and Texas is really like what I think it is with cowboys and all that.

Or like this:

Don't laugh at me if I'm completely wrong.

ann.

- the title is from a song by the way, the french part.... if you wanted to know. Ok, that was really random and I'm going to stop typing before I start sounding really stupid.