Narrative Essay On Vintage

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There are a variety of ways that people can experience happiness. Happiness comes in many forms, such as when someone is watching their favorite movie, spending time with a close friend, or even waking up to the sun and not an alarm clock. Everybody has their own way of bringing joy into their life. For myself, there are multitudes of things that make me feel happy: Fluffy cats, listening to music, laughter, and sunshine, just to name a few. Alongside these wonderful things, there is one particular thing that I am completely infatuated with: Vintage stuff. The phrase “Vintage” is extremely broad, and can be defined differently by every single person. Personally, when I think of vintage, I think of a time period, ranging anything from the 1940s …show more content…
Cameras have been around for hundreds of years, snapping pictures and capturing memories that people can hold on to forever. A specific type of camera that I thoroughly enjoy are Polaroid cameras. Due to the instant develops that these cameras offer, the photos that shoot out from them are usually slightly crackled and a little blurry. While some may find this condition unattractive, I treasure it. It reminds me of the time periods I dream about, where this photo quality was the best around. I always dreamed about coming across an old polaroid, whether it be from a store, or in a dusty box sitting in my grandma’s garage. Little did I know that it would not be long before this dream would come true. The day I stumbled upon my polaroid was a Wednesday back in January. Every two weeks on Wednesdays, I go visit my favorite thrift store in town, Gems and Junk. I was introduced to this place by my friend, Josie Guernsey, back in March of 2017. While I wasn’t so open to the idea of thrifting when I first learned of it, my trips to the store became more often after I quickly realized how amazing some of the things I find in that store are. …show more content…
Every day after school I waited for the film to be delivered, and due to my excitement, the order seemed to take much longer to arrive then it actually did. When it finally came, I tore open the package and immediately inserted the new film. Thankfully all went well, and my first official picture taken with my new polaroid was a selfie of my mom and me. I was filled with joy when the picture shot out of the slit, but immediately became concerned when the entire screen of the photo was blue. However, I had so much faith in this investment and knew that this wasn’t going to be the only photo this camera would ever print. After minutes of waiting for the development, our faces finally appeared A huge smile grew on my face, and an era of blurry selfies and snaps of my friends had

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