paris in polaroids, part three

(places like this actually exist?) (because, really)


(I MEAN, REALLY)


(I could not fit this in my suitcase) (also, it was not mine)


(I wanted all the stripey shirts, all of them) (I left with none)


(ava wanted all the flower-shaped gelato, all of it) (she managed two cones)


(oh gosh, the doors, all the pretty doors)


(plus these guys, the ones I chased after) (because, of course)


(and montmartre, just as I imagined it'd be)


(plus macarons, my very first macarons)


(last but not least, the one responsible for this extraordinary adventure, sweet irene) (finally, a polaroid portrait of a fellow instant photographer who has so profoundly inspired me)

part three of the paris polaroids, number 43 off the list. a few of my very favorites and the last of the last. though there are still rolls of film to be developed, folders full of photographs to share. four months later and I am still processing, still not believing it actually happened. I take my time with these things, I always take my time.

(fyi, all paris polaroids shot with glorious impossible project PX680 film)