I did it. I got me a giant assed phone.
My son, who has actually taken very good care of his electronics over the years, had a fatal screen smashing and it was time to revisit the family phone plan.
I hemmed and hawed at getting myself a new phone. I’ve had the same phone for almost three years (iPhone 6) and it works just fine but in switching to a new company, we had to switch phones. The prices were great (iPhone 6s for free ain’t too shabby!) so I decided to jump to the big daddy phone, the iPhone 7 Plus. And for about 24 hours I hated it.
It was stupid big. It looked dumb in my hand. It hurt my wrists. I was about one phone call away from paying a restocking fee when I decided to take a photo with it using the Portrait Mode. The shot I took? This one:
Yes, that is an unedited photo of my teenager who is not actually angry here, you understand. But the quality of that depth effect and the image itself made me think, “Okay, maybe it DOES look stupid big, but hello photo!”
Then my daughter popped home over the weekend and right before she left, I took this:
And that was it. I was keeping it, regardless of how silly it looked in my little bird hands.
I’m still thinking it’s a bit awkward, but no worries. I just remember how great the camera is and I think I’ll manage if it means I get gems like this: