Social media is like one big American high school- a scene from Mean Girls. There are trends and there are standards if you want to fit in.
Macbook-and-macaroon-flatlays, themed Instagram accounts and buying even the most useless shades in the new range of liquid lipsticks for a single blog post- these are some of the things that I am struggling with.
I started my blog two months ago because I had, and still have, a lot in my head. Like energy, it needs to be transformed. I naively climbed into the beauty box because that seemed like the most fitting category for me, and I landed right at the bottom.
What a surprise.
Desperate to climb up the food chain, I attempted to adopt some of the characteristics of some more well-known bloggers. The problem is that I am not them, and I never will be them. No matter how hard we try to be someone else, we’re always going to do best at being ourselves.
And the problem with being at the bottom of a box is that we can’t see beyond those four walls.
I have been struggling, these past two months, to do something that was meant to be simple. I complicated things because I needed to wait until I had perfect natural lighting to take photos and enough money to buy enough products for a single blog post. That’s what people do in this box. My hobby turned into what felt like studying at 3AM the morning of a Mathematics 114 exam or trying to program a Mondrian masterpiece using Java (yes, I know what those feel like all too well). I forgot about my reason for starting a blog and the vision that I had for my journey to being a small-scale social media influencer. We’re not supposed to research how to fix our teeth for better photos, kick ourselves for having hooded eyes and stress about having a figure that would probably be very disproportionate. Our flaws are only flaws because a very necessary person said so- you.
We all get a bit starstruck sometimes.
There is something about Steve Jobs’ life that I am particularly attracted to. Is it our similar college experience? Our desire to escape the dogma-trap? Maybe it’s our tendency to think about death more often than usual.
I would highly recommend you read the follow snippet from his inspiring speech at Stanford University in 2005. Don’t skip this.
Perhaps that is a bit over dramatic for this post, but maybe you needed to read that. I did, and I will refer back to that whenever I am in conflict with myself. I have now realized that I need to make some choices: go with the flow or trudge against it. I have chosen the latter.
Love Kaylyn is my little piece of the Internet, a customized brick in the web-wall, and a significant piece of the puzzle in my life.
Starting from this moment I…
- … will not sugar coat things.
- … will not put a blanket over my intellect.
- … will not limit myself.
- … will ensure that my writing may add value to someone’s life.
- … will support others rather than compete.
- … will work hard.
- … will
stop being a miserable cowfind the beauty in everything.
- … will be myself.
- … will do what I love.
I know that I have got nothing to lose, and guess what? Neither do you. We’re all naked here.
However you interpret this, I hope it is a catalyst for positive change in your life.
Do you have a blog? Send me the link! I will be sharing some of my favorite blogs to read, in the future.