Something about the milky, noisy, sun-drenched quality of film photos really reaches out to me more than any digitized camera could. It may be the nostalgia it brings, or what its naturally attributed to (vintage clothing, movies, literature), who knows. I really wish I had my own dark room so I could put those skills I learned in high school to use, and so I could call the developing process my own. It will happen, mark my word!
Anwyho, don't forget that I now accept credit card and debit card payments on my Closet Shop!