The story · 1997
The story of Facesmush Flatbed Scanner
Mom bought the Facesmush to save old vacation photos. Within an hour, the kids had scanned their faces, both hands, a sneaker and the cat, who was not a fan. The bright light crawled slowly across the glass while it hummed, and holding perfectly still was mandatory. Every scan looked like a squished, glowing ghost portrait.
Fun fact
The glass got cleaned more often than any mirror in the house, almost entirely because of nose prints.
