Thoughts On Instagram
Monday, April 20, 2015
Isn't it weird how we crave attention and likes from people we don't know on Instagram?
I was thinking about this the other day while I was sitting at Starbucks working on my screenplay when suddenly I had to stop to take this dumb photo. I was in the midst of actually writing some meaty dialogue when out of the blue I just got the Insta urge and had to stop what I was doing to feed my sick little addiction. MUST.POSE. PHOTO. Everyone must see what I'm doing right now or I'll die. So will they.
So for the next ten minutes rather than working on something that is really important to me and what I want to do with my life, I chose to take 100 different photos of the same shitty shot and toggle between filters wondering which one looked best.
And then I didn't even post it. I decided it wasn't good enough, which it isn't, but that's not the point. Or is it? I don't know.
The point is I've been doing this a lot lately, putting aside important things while I get wrapped up in the silliness of social media. More specifically, Instagram.
We're all trying to showcase the best version of ourself on Instagram when most times I feel like we're our worst version. At least I am. I'm not the kind of person who likes to take selfies of my hand or show the world what shoes I'm wearing, but my IG account would prove otherwise. Harlow photos are the exception. Those are definitely the best version of me.
I've been thinking about this a lot lately and the fact that I participate in this game and often even feed off it. Sometimes I like it, but for the most part it just feels cheap to me. Yet I still do it. Hello, giveaways... I just did one for the first time in a long while last week and watched as my follower count rose and rose and it gave me a little thrill. I thought, hell this is easy, why work for followers when I can just do this every week?
But why? What does it matter?
I tell myself it's because "it's good for business." More followers = bigger brand attention = more collaborations = I'm able to pay rent month after month. That's definitely a huge part of it, blogging is my job (and I don't want to lose my job) so I have to keep up with all areas of it or I'll get left in the dust. *April/May will be sponsor heavy. eye roll. sigh. grunt. I know, I know. Trying to save money for a wedding...
Anyway, the whole business thing is a little scary to me. I see girls doing 3-5 giveaways a week, gaining 10k followers along the way, and I'm sitting here going, but wait, it took me three hours to write a post today. Come over to my blog! Then you'll follow me... I'll win you over with my wonderful punctuation and grammar and witty rants about social media!
The worst part is I'm a hypocrite. I kinda hate this world and yet I willingly put myself in it. I continue to do all the weird stuff that bugs me. A side of me thinks it's fun collaging silly little white photos, because when I make a "good one" I can stand back and feel proud of my pretty creation. (I've never been good at creating pretty, I've always been the kid with the ugliest drawing in class.) And there's no harm in posing pretty stuff, right? I tend to like everyone else's #thatsdarling photos.
But another part me is like whyyyyy!? Can't we go back to blurry ugly photos like when Instagram first started? Those were the good old days. "Everyone look at how grainy and ugly my life is." I nailed those pics.
And now I have no idea where I'm going with this. This is probably just a jealousy fueled rant because I'm not good at photography and everyone else. Our world is ridiculous.
Tomorrow I'll rant about Ariana Grande and make everything right again.
What are your thoughts on Instagram? Is it still as fun for you as it's always been?