The Impossible Project

Color me STOKED.

I have this on my left.

And this on my right.

What’s that, you ask? It’s my new Polaroid camera. Well, it’s the back of the box containing my “new” vintage Polaroid camera. #90 of the last 700 Polaroid cameras ever to be produced, to be exact.

I’m not sure if you were aware, but Polaroid ended production of Instant Film in 2008. Shortly thereafter, an amazing group of people launched The Impossible Project and acquired all of the machinery and film production equipment at Polaroid’s Dutch factory in hopes to bring back instant film in 2010.

Many years ago, when D and I decided to take our long-distance relationship to the next level, we packed up our belongings and moved to Chicago to start our life together. During that time, I bought him a mini-Polaroid camera. I have such wonderful memories of our first couple of years together, and that camera captured so much of that time. (Maybe I’ll scan some for you to see!)

When I found out that Urban Outfitters was partnering with The Impossible Project to help support their mission to restart and reinvent instant film photography, I was beyond thrilled. Starting this week, Urban Outfitters is selling deadstock Polaroid film (saved from the last production runs at the Polaroid factory in Netherlands) AND a Special Edition Polaroid Camera Kit. Sales of the film and camera kits directly support The Impossible Project.

Needless to say, I was standing at my local UO store this morning at 10 a.m. sharp. I might have gulped rather loudly when I heard the total ($180 for the kit), but I know my money is directly supporting this super project.

I don’t know – I just think the world would be a slightly less fun place without Polaroids. Call me crazy.

You can learn more here. It’s time to take my camera for a spin!

My New Disorder

I have recently diagnosed myself with IADD. Internet Attention Deficit Disorder. The internet has turned my brain into a huge cataclysm of MORE INFORMATION NEED MORE INFORMATION NOW NOW NOW. I can’t just watch television. I can’t just listen to music. I can’t do anything for more than thirty minutes without compulsively lifting my laptop screen to check my email or write a Hair Thursday post or google the nearest self-serve yogurt place or visit my favorite blogs or search YouTube for videos of how to poach an egg or map out my next jogging route or buy cute shoes at Piperlime or check Twitter. What would happen if I suddenly lost all access to the internet? I WOULD SURELY CEASE TO EXIST, YO.

I can barely get through a television program anymore. The only ones that completely capture my attention are Mad Men, So You Think You Dance, Top Chef and Project Runway. All the rest are just so booooring with the talk talk talk and the fast-forwarding of the commercials and OH MY GOD I COULD TOTALLY LOOK UP THE 7-DAY WEATHER FORECAST FOR BOLIVIA RIGHT NOW.

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What was I saying again?

Oh yeah, IADD. Thank the lord I have a child that can’t stand being inside during the day. If Wito didn’t keep me on my toes with playdates, errands and Gymboree classes, I swear I would be locked in a dark room subsisting on Trader Joe’s Pita Crisps and the glow of my laptop.

So! I’m trying to cut back my computer usage during the evenings while I’m doing…you know…things that you do when you are not using the computer. Like watching television programs? Is that what the people are doing these days?

Since I now have the attention span of a gnat, I’ve created my own fun game called Create Odd Facial Expressions By Pausing The Television In Order To Keep From Absolute IADD-Induced Boredom. (No, I am not kidding. I joyfully entertain myself with this game on a regular basis.) However, this isn’t a game for novices, people. You have to possess a lightning-fast reaction time. Your neurons need to be FIRING. No dilly-dallying.

Last night, I outdid myself. Look at this facial expression.

Cat Deeley, you have never looked so good. MWAHAAAAAAAAA.

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What was I saying again?

Mama Likes Beards

Go ahead, scrunch up your face in utter disgust. Your fake gagging attempts do not phase me.

I find men with beards insanely sexy and will shout it from the hilltops! BEARDS! BEARDS! BEEEEEARDS!

(For the record, I do not appreciate moustaches, goatees or soul patches/flavor savors.)

(Oh, and the beard needs to be well-groomed with no sort of crazy growth. Kind of like my friend Brandon, a fellow Desperate Blogger.)

Wait. Why am I telling you all this?

Oh, RIGHT. Guess who is hosting this week’s Friday Eye Candy at Mamapop! And guess what all of my picks have in common! Go see for yourself.

(Seriously. Am I the ONLY person who loves beards?)

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