I wandered through a woodsy cabin for a weekend of birthday celebrations, then brought it to my best friend's bachelorette party the following week. Upon the long-awaited unboxing, I threw in a roll of Kodak Portra 400 and headed out the door. It's sturdy to the touch and versatile enough for various travel. The look and feel of the Contax T3 in my hands felt natural and even somewhat refreshing. I'm a gal constantly on the move thus, I was desperate to find a small enough film camera to shadow my every move. I hoped to find a quality tool to document daily life that was travel-friendly enough to bring wherever I needed: errands, festivals, coffee dates, or even camping trips. I grew increasingly excited at the size because it was precisely what was missing in my current camera repertoire. Upon initial reaction, I was shocked by how compact and pocket-sized it is-bulletproof construction yet conveniently small enough to fit inside a fanny pack. What if it doesn't live up to the hype? What if I get wrapped up in camera culture's gossipy frills? What if I blow my money on something that doesn't even work, with the fraught potential of not being repairable? The anxieties grew endless, though I eventually prevailed. It can be incredibly nerve-racking to drop thousands of dollars on something because all the cool cats make it trendy. I was pretty distraught after the purchase, not going to lie.
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