There is nothing better than a photo booth at a party. Those who are not in the photo booth, wish they were, whether they admit to it or not. Those in the photo booth are having the time of their lives. Until, of course, the next morning when you see the picture on the dresser and you ask yourself the following questions: When the hell did we take this? There was a photo booth at the party? Who is that? And why was I doing that?!!?!?!
What is it about photo booths that make people lose all their inhibitions? Faces contort. Tongues come out. Hands go everywhere, usually where they're not suppose to. Legs go flying. I've even seen some shirts come off in my day.
If I've learned anything about photo booths it's that, it is best to keep your hands occupied. Preferably with a glass of champagne. This way, when the time comes for that flash bulb to go off, the worst possible outcome is a random picture with your glass on top of your head. Exhibit A...
Saturday, January 23, 2010
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