I love a good insta and will go to lengthy measures to achieve one. Such strategies include:
- Hi stranger, can you please take a photo of me?
- No sister, I need at least 40 more shots from various angles.
- Oh there’s a fee to enter this building with great architecture that I need for a sweet insta? No problemo.
I live in a very uncool time and would like to blame today’s youths.
As in love with insta as I am sometimes I think “wait why isn’t my life like that?” which is so depressing. Say it with me now, comparison is the thief of joy. there is a wide gap between what we see and what is really happening when someone takes an insta. I swoon over other people’s insta lives (and their great outfits) as much as the next person, and it’s important to remember that they too probably looked like a little foolish trying to achieve a good selfie
Example B: I wanted to try a Buzzfeed and friend’s suggestion at The Breakfast Club.
How in the world did that guy’s breakfast end up so pretty?!
More examples because we’ve all been there!