"Vegas Baby?"

 I just bought myself photoshop and have been loving all it can do...this is a picture from our family cruise.  I did a little playing with the color and it changed the whole feel of the picture.  I can't stop thinking of the "Rat Pack" in Vegas...or maybe the mafia?  Whose kid is in the back hamming it up?  His mom should really teach him how to pose properly....

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Anonymous said…
How totally cute! I've been thinking about getting that photoshop. It loks like fun!
Heather M
April 29, 2008 at 7:50 AM
Debbie said…
Hi Tiffany! What a surprise to see that you left a comment on my blog last night. Thanks for stopping by. I just read a few of your posts and I love your writing style!!! You are good at this. Keep it up! I loved your Twilight post and your new "crackawhatchamacallit" word. So funny! Heather has raved about those books, but I cannot get past the vampire thing. It creeps me out. I may have to go peruse them at the book store though. Oh and I loved "Memoirs of a Geisha." Thanks for letting me stop by and I will be back!
April 29, 2008 at 12:49 PM
scargosun said…
That is a keeper. Love what messing with a photo can do.
May 6, 2008 at 10:23 AM
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