Feathered hair. Argyle sweaters. Boy George. Photo booths in the mall. While I was never a fashion icon, these images were part of growing up in the 80's. I remember so many strips of photos of my sisters, friends, and me. We'd slide the coins in the slot, and then crowd into the booth just in time to beat the camera, our tall hair and mile-wide smiles forever imprinted in black and white.
Most photo booths are now digital, and Apple has a Photo Booth application that the boys like to play with, which means I'll have a new generation of pictures to remember. (I'm just glad that the hair and sweater styles have changed.)
