The world of social media is a wonderful but perilous place. Scrolling through my feed on a morning is now like muscle memory to me – I can’t imagine my life without it. That probably sounds tragic to some but I use it to plan trips, to shop and to feel inspired. Take for example this yellow ASOS blazer – I saw it on Emma Hill and immediately ordered it (a yellow blazer is something which is great for in and out of work). One thing I don’t like about it is how isolating it can be. When I’m making a coffee at work and having a quick hit of that instagram good-stuff I see my feed full of brunches, beaches, hotel beds and I think… am I the only person who has a 9-5 job?
ASOS YELLOW BLAZER BACK IN STOCK!
I get that Instagram is only a tiny view into someone’s life and the escapism is great and many people like to see that glam instal-life. I’m also so proud of the women who have carved out a niche in the online ecosystem which allows them the freedom to live this life. But I can’t help but feel a little envious of this life filter.
Then I realised – most of the people who read these blogs and scroll through these feeds are just like me. They probably work 9-5 in a more conventional office job where they have a boss, targets and a desk with a fully ergonomic chair and a wrist support for their keyboard. I got myself into this funk where I thought I was the only one feeling out of touch with the life I was seeing in my feed and then I realised I’m in the majority not the minority.