Real life v.s instagram. It’s easy to get carried away and forget the difference between a picture posted to instagram (or the internet in general) and real life. We all have tough days, we all gets spots and we all have bad hair days and little parts of our lives that we sometimes tend to keep off the internet. Life isn’t always filters, and everything being ‘just so’ but it’s easy to get lost and begin comparing yourself and your life whilst scrolling through looking at beautiful homes, girls with gorgeous figures, faces, fancy food and the likes. Just try and keep in mind, it’s not always a totally accurate representation of how daily life works…
because sometimes you want to lounge about in your boyfriends jogging bottoms, you can’t be bothered to wash your hair and you just want to eat pizza. Am I right?
It’s easy to be over critical of ourselves. My room isn’t always neat and tidy, but I’m not going to upload my ‘floordrobe’ to instagram. Everyone has bad days, good days, sick days. I don’t know why, now more than ever it seems there’s this pressure to have a pinterest-worthy life style. Some days that isn’t the case.
There’s a difference between capturing a moment in a pretty photograph and the reality of daily life. You do see snippets of my life through a pretty camera lens with soft lighting and pastel themes. I’m always honest on my blog, I feel like I can really just be myself here, I really do love and enjoy photography and capturing beautiful images So i’m always going to upload the ‘best shots’ or the prettiest pictures to my blog or instagram.
Yesterday, I ordered Christmas drink from Starbucks it came in the classic red Starbucks cup and I forgot to instagram it. I genuinely felt, oh god I forgot to do that. But it’s fine I enjoyed my almond and honey hot chocolate topped with chocolate whipped cream and that’s all that matters really. But if I didn’t instagram it did it even happen? Who knows?!
I’m not saying this is the case all of the time. But someone left a comment previously saying ‘please tell me you’re a real person who has mess and your life isn’t perfect’ Because they felt bad about themselves.. This made me really think…No one’s life is perfect, everyone likes to upload the highlight reel of their day / life to the internet, I wanted to throw some ‘real life’ in with these pretty photographs.
I think in the blogging world it’s really easy to portray a pretty, perfect life. Life isn’t always as perfect or as glamorous instagram makes out. My house isn’t immaculate 24/7. Just because I photograph the good parts doesn’t mean that the messy days and the bad days don’t happen. They’re still there. Life isn’t always cath kidston, starbucks, michael kors watches and pretty selflies (that you’ve taken ten times before uploading, yeah you know you do that too).
What do you guys think?