This post, right here, is a message to myself to stop being so ridiculous! Over the past few months I have been obsessively/unhealthily watching the likes on my Instagram photos, watching them like my life depended on it. I have been letting those double taps on Instagram determine how I feel about myself and the content that I am publishing. THIS IS CRAZY, I am not that person, and it has left me wondering, what the hell has happened to me?
As a teen I was that gal that was full of confidence, the gal who did her own thing and the girl who never really requested anyones approval. I saw those girls, the ones that used to follow the popular girls round, copying everything they did. You know, Regina George style, when she wears a tee with slits over her bra and then all of a sudden they’re all doing it? I was never that girl! And yet here I am, watching Instagram like it’s the the popular girl, hanging on its every word, desperately seeking approval.
Those likes have been effecting how I feel. A photo gets above 500 likes, it’s great, it makes me smile, it’s almost euphoric. The next photo gets below and well, I’m a failure, take the photo down, what was I even thinking…….
No seriously, what am I actually thinking?
This could really easily turn into a whine about how Instagram isn’t showing my photos to my followers, how the algorithm is out to get me and bla bla blah. BUT this isn’t about that. Yes, it is true some of my photos reach 5,000 of you and others are lucky to reach 1,000 of you, and yeah, that is pretty annoying. However I currently don’t have much control over that, so really I need to get over it. I’ve never been that into numbers, so why I currently spend more time on insights than I do stroking my adorable cat, really is a mystery. What is it they say? There’s lies, damm lies and then there’s statistics.
Yup, all of a sudden I’m a statistician. You want to know how many profile visits I’ve had this week? I can tell you. You want to know how may impressions I’ve had this week? I can tell you. You want to know…. okay you get the picture. This isn’t healthy, this has turned obsessive, this isn’t the reason I started posting photos to Instagram.
I need to go back to this, back to the reason I started posting photos to Instagram in the first place. It was never to seek approval and it was certainly never to get more likes than my last photo. I started posting to Instagram because I love sharing my style with you, I wanted to pop a bit more colour into your lives, I wanted to show you that you can wear whatever you want, when you want. I wanted to tell you to do you!
Just A Uniform is a play on words, It’s about the uniform that we unconsciously follow. Sequins are for Christmas, florals are for spring, suits are for work, glitter is for festivals, you get the picture. I wanted to show you that you can wear your own uniform and that you don’t need to follow anyones rules.
So you’ll be pleased to know, I’ve had a word with myself. I’m no longer going to be watching those likes. If I’ve decided that it is worthy of my Instagram feed, then it must been blamin’ phenomenal.
Photography – Fifi Newbery
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