Here we have the peak of 1960s ergonomic design: a silver-and-black box that looks like it was assembled in a toaster factory. She’s smiling because she just realized she doesn't have to thread film through a series of complex sprockets—just pop in a plastic cartridge and hope for the best. With that massive flashcube perched on top, she’s approximately three seconds away from blinding everyone in a ten-foot radius with a light intensity rivaling a supernova. It’s the ultimate accessory for the casual photographer who wants their memories preserved in slightly grainy, wonderfully warm Technicolor.













