Taking selfies was so much easier then. Just the two of you, you and your hina, all you had to do was extend that arm and click. Memory saved.
When you have two kids though that portrait becomes harder to take.
And I ain’t about no tripod either. No extended selfie stick. Nah fuck that shit. I ain’t the one.
So what to do? You ask and trust a stranger to take a photo of the whole crew up in there looking fresh AF.
But when I asked you to take our photo at the pumpkin patch, I didn’t know you were gonna bust out the Dutch angle. Now my shit’s all crooked, Kubrick.
Edit: The more I look at that crooked photo, the more I’m starting to like it.