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Hallmark Has Always Missed the Mark
Word.
My blog went on a bender last week and by the time it recovered, I was busy. I had to play with some IRL friends over and over and over again. And then I had to refinish a coffee table that Kristen thrifted many years ago and very nicely got tired of just in time to give to me. It looks gorgeous and makes the rest of my stuff look crappy. And I learned that saying I like “shabby chic” is a convenient excuse that allows me to get away with not painting well. Wonderful. I tried to take a picture of it, but I’m not good at that and there is no such “shabby chic” defense for picture taking. Wouldn’t it be nice if there were? “No, silly, it’s not that there’s a huge shadow and a glare from the flash, it’s just that I belong to the shabby chic school of photography. I guess you have an un-trained eye in these matters.”
Sure there is. Or if there isn’t, we can come up with a shabby chic photography genre. Lessee…
candid — well, that’s for people
atmospheric — too many syllables
experiential — there I go with the syllables again!
nostalgic — no no no
How about just piKs? Make sure you capitalize the K, because otherwise it’s just misspelled.
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