This past Saturday, Lauren M. of Wearing History posted a fantastic, soul-bearing article on Social Media and the Myth of Perfection. She urged us all to consider the real lives behind the shiny pictures posted by your favorite bloggers, and realize they are just as messy, painful, and complicated as anyone else's.
She challenged us all to post what was *really* going on behind those pretty pictures we all curate and publish.
So here's mine, starting with the most recent:
Attending a "Time Traveller's Ball" on Saturday night - 30 minutes after this photo was taken, I t-boned a car that had run a red light. Thankfully nobody was hurt, but both cars were totaled. The other driver was a college girl who now has a massive ticket, a spike in her insurance, and is taking her finals today. So while I feel sorry for myself, I feel even sorrier for her.
Last year in Colonial Williamsburg, attending the Millinery Conference. My dog (who was the closest thing I'll ever have to a child) was killed the week before. I cried myself to sleep every night of this trip.
On a cruise with Lady Carolyn in 2012 - I was sea sick *the entire time.*
Way way back (to when I started this blog!) - I was going through the worst breakup of my life. The morning after this ball, I packed up my entire apartment and left while my ex was out of town. It was terrifying.
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We all curate and share what we want people to see and know. I tend not to share negative things. I don't want to dwell on them myself, let alone be a bummer to my friends. Even accepting Wearing History's challenge has been difficult because I don't want to remember these things and feel them again.
I don't really have a way to sum this up except to throw my support behind what Lauren M. is saying. Be compassionate. We are all human.
She challenged us all to post what was *really* going on behind those pretty pictures we all curate and publish.
So here's mine, starting with the most recent:
Attending a "Time Traveller's Ball" on Saturday night - 30 minutes after this photo was taken, I t-boned a car that had run a red light. Thankfully nobody was hurt, but both cars were totaled. The other driver was a college girl who now has a massive ticket, a spike in her insurance, and is taking her finals today. So while I feel sorry for myself, I feel even sorrier for her.
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| Photo by Lauren Marks |
On a cruise with Lady Carolyn in 2012 - I was sea sick *the entire time.*
Way way back (to when I started this blog!) - I was going through the worst breakup of my life. The morning after this ball, I packed up my entire apartment and left while my ex was out of town. It was terrifying.
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We all curate and share what we want people to see and know. I tend not to share negative things. I don't want to dwell on them myself, let alone be a bummer to my friends. Even accepting Wearing History's challenge has been difficult because I don't want to remember these things and feel them again.
I don't really have a way to sum this up except to throw my support behind what Lauren M. is saying. Be compassionate. We are all human.
