I heart photo booths.

I LOVE photo booths. Always have. My favorites are the original gangstas… the tight booths with the curtain and and no fair warning as to when the blinding flash is gonna blow, followed by still wet from the formula, black and white strips of 4 coming out of the slot. I first talked my sweet, 8 months pregnant friend, Rene to party with me in the booth….
Then, my husband. I didn’t even have to ask twice! (That’s my P!nk pose)Something tells me that if I had any less restraint, I would have taken 10 more. That’s why God gave me Chance. (He’s cute isn’t, he?)