Let me start by saying this camera is an absolute mood-lifter. The pastel blue shade is even prettier in person—like holding a little cloud that spits out photos. It’s compact enough to toss in a purse but sturdy enough to survive my clumsiness (tested when I dropped it at a picnic… twice).

What I love: The twist-to-turn-on lens feels satisfyingly tactile, and the built-in selfie mirror? Genius—though it’s tiny AF (RIP to my eyeliner checks). Close-up mode saved my brunch flatlays from looking like blurry UFOs. Photos develop with that dreamy vintage vibe—colors are soft but not washed out, perfect for my #aesthetic scrapbook.

Reality check: Film costs hurt my soul ($15 for 20 shots?!). Also, no delete button means every misframed selfie becomes a tragic souvenir (my double chin collection grows). The flash is aggressive—my cat now has permanent ‘deer in headlights’ photos.

Best moment: Took it to a rooftop party. Watching drunk friends gasp as their pics materialized was priceless. Pro tip: Stick shots on fridge with cute magnets—instant dopamine decor.

Verdict: Not your DSLR replacement, but 100% worth it for tangible memories. Just budget for film therapy sessions.