Barbie's. Cindy's. Patricia's.

This morning I was cutting strong material, but my index finger was a bit too close to the blades of a very crisp (yeah, I like to describe it that way) Fiskars scissors. I ended up with a nice cm wide V-cut on my finger. The first thought next to massive pain was, should I take a photo, how I could take the photo, could I take the photo? But reality was talking loud to me, so I washed it under the cool water for some time and was irritated by the pain.

Love photography!