I did it. I bought another camera. I bought a pal for my back pocket–for nights out. And I can still use my trusty old, falling apart, Canon PowerShot A610 for the out-of-control nights out. (DUDE–it’s BUSTED).
After some shopping (about a week’s worth–which for me, is A LOT), I decided on the Canon PowerShot A1100IS. It’s a smaller body than my existing point-n-shoot and doesn’t have a pop-out LCD (AWESOME FOR SELF PORTRAITS), but it’s 12.0 MP and can (supposedly) fit in my back pocket. I wanted a smaller camera because the A610 is just SO BIG. And it limits my PURSE CHOICE. The Gucci and the Coach are both out of limits if I want to take my camera out, and if it’s a night worthy of those purses, than it’s a camera-worthy night.
I didn’t need a lot of features, as I’ll be using my Nikon D3000 DSLR for my “serious” stuff. (aka “I’m bored so I am going to take pictures.”) But that’s not a camera I can take EVERYWHERE.
Why am I even writing this? No one even cares. Perhaps to justify this recent purchase (which I made with Christmas money!).
Long story short: I’m addicted to buying cameras and feeling COMPETITIVE with everyone else and their cameras.