I am mourning for the Stylised Instagram Life I will never have.
Over Christmas, I saw so many Pinterest-worthy pics and as I looked down at a limp-but-tasty-looking sandwich, I felt a pang of disappointment:
1) that I was feeling alienated by people who had gone too far into their Glossy Curated Brand; and
2) in comparison it made my Instagram feed looked like a toddler ran it. But mainly it’s because I like words, and not so much food-styling.
My Instagram feed has feelings, and it feels like the loser at High School. There’s no art-direction here. Or “flat-lays”. Or bits of blossom. Or professional photography. I’m still using it in the way I did back in 2010.
Here’s why I totally fail at having a beautiful Instagram feed (and why I think it’s OK:)
- I take photos of things to capture a moment in time that makes me feel happy but to anyone following it probably means nothing. (Like my ill-snotty-little-sister in a pug mask or a friend’s makeshift DJ booth.)
- My photos aren’t very ~high quality~ you see. I have a good camera (somewhere), but I still like to think that Instagram is for instant moments and I’m still quite impressed with what an iPhone 6 can churn out. My brain says “for god’s same Emma, you are WAY BEHIND the times – get yourself a Digital-Camera-with-a-Wifi-Connection. But I still prefer to just “slap it up on there”. Maybe next year. Or maybe never.
- I’m not very good at “composition”. My boyfriend tells me this. Unfortunately if I am the one taking it, it’s always going to be a wonky photo of the Eiffel Tower, or someone’s feet will be cut off at the bottom of a photo. “It adds character to the photo!” I say, unconvincingly.
- I tried some editing tools out and then felt a bit icky. Back to the blurry selfies it is.
- I post things I can later print out using Origrami (heard of it? It’s really cool but a bit pricey so I only select my favourites – it’s a great way to put IRL snaps around the house.)
- I don’t ever think “what will get me the most likes?” on my personal feed even though I KNOW what probably could. But unfortunately I don’t own a puppy and I think cats can be quite mean. I know how to work my way around Instagram analytics. I know what “my top nine” photos were and could make some adjustments next year.
- I could devise a ~strategy~, but that would be #very #forced, wouldn’t it. I’ve written before about how I prefer following people who act like an actual Human Being on Social Media.
*Loses followers, then gains 2*
- I still operate under the main thought of a) “my mates definitely need to see this!” or b) “I interviewed a celeb, lol look mum!” when I decide what to post, which is not the coolest Instagram etiquette.
- (But hey. I agree with this tweet below, but hey: it’s an extreme example!)
- As much as I used to bitch and whine about some awful Inspiration Quotes (mainly the ones written in Comic Sans) I do love posting a good motivating quote, however cheesy some may think it is. Like this one. I won’t be stopped.
*gains a few followers who like quotes about writing*
- My food always looks a bit shit even if it looks tasty in real life. I attempted taking one of my salmon and cream cheese sandwich yesterday and gave up straight away.
- I post quotes from books I’m reading that most probably only mean something to me.
- It’s a visual diary of random odd thoughts and bits and bobs.
- I love looking back through my feed to remember the fun yet imperfect things that have happened that week/month.
- And I really like it that way.
- Each to their own.
- Just another online diary. Minus the Pritstick.