I clicked. And I stumbled. And I made an effort to get used to taking a meter reading when the light changed. I shot in autofocus (when I should have been manually). I nearly busted my ass donning sandals in the loose dirt (I wasn't prepared for this!). I was conscious with my shots, making each one was the very best it could be. I scoped out the light, I anticipated the moment, and I hoped for the best. Some of my first rolls from my Contax645 using Portra (a mix of 160 and 400) in Red Rocks, Nevada with some of my awesome friends who thankfully are all over this post--HOORAY! Nothing beats using your friends as guinea pigs, I mean, that's what they are there for, right?
These are why I love film and will now, always always always shoot it. I mean, really. There's a color cast from the rocks, but look at the smoothness and pastely feel! UGH! Can't get that any other way--trust me, I've tried. I've still got a lot to learn, but I am on my way.
In love, love, love.
So I think it's safe to say I missed the "look as though you stepped out of the Urban Outfitters catalogue" memo.... ;)