I haven’t printed photos since I got my first digital camera around the mid-2000s. The ability to snap and save, and snap and save, without wasting precious paper or accumulating hundreds of blurry prints from every birthday and picnic, was a game-changer. Up until December 2022, I had never even considered the idea of printing a digital photo, convinced that I preferred the diversity of the Google Photos album feature on my Google Nest Hub.
But something changed in the last month. Call it nostalgia, personalization, or a subconscious influence from my sister-in-law, the end result is that I found myself looking at photo frames on Amazon and Ikea and pondering what would work well in my small apartment. In my defense, my husband and I had been renting this fully-furnished place for a year, and we needed it to feel like it was “ours” more than a random Airbnb we slept in.