I went shopping at the fancy mall south of us with a couple friends this weekend. I had a $50 gift card someone had given to me that HAD to be used. It's free money! That ended up costing me money. But I have cute new clothes!
Anyway, that's not my point.
We were browsing around when something made my friend think of a woman we know who often takes pictures of her outfits and posts on various social media sites.
"But she does it without seeming full of herself," my friend said.
I nodded and agreed. But I was thinking those pictures never seemed arrogant or out of the ordinary at all to me. I follow so many fashion blogs -- or blogs with an occasional fashion post -- that self-portraits for the sake of clothing or to seek advice/commiseration seem natural. Just like taking pictures of your food before you eat it is not strange at all.
Then, we had to stop in Sephora. I typically avoid the place. I don't wear a lot of make up and I get overwhelmed by all the choices. But then I saw a display of BB creams and remembered how many people had been singing the praises of this stuff -- and next thing I knew I was at the check-out buying a supposedly miraculous potion. Apparently, if twitter tells me to jump, I ask how high.
As we moseyed around the mall, the conversation made me think of some of my bloggy/twitter friends a couple times. I would reference a friend in Michigan or a friend in Seattle or friends in L.A. I realized I probably sound like the geeky middle school boy who totally has a girlfriend, "she just lives, like, in another school district."
I had imaginary friends I loved when I was little. I consider you all my adult set.