I don’t think there would be a time where you would catch me without a phone in my hand or clicking away at keyboard. The reason why? Instagram. I guess you could call me an Instaholic. Remember that time Instagram shut down for the day? Worst day of my life.
Sometimes I wonder why I’m so addicted. Scrolling through the people I follow, it all makes sense. All these people I follow are either models, farshuuun folk or dogs. Like my Instagram bio says “music, models and dogs”, those are the things I regularly post about. The thing about fashion is once something is created it’s already old. Maybe that’s my obsession with The Gram.
I use Instagram and Twitter to keep up with the new. You see everything first, from campaigns to fashion week. A week late on seeing the latest Alexander Wang campaign? Already old. My job required me to be in on the know at all times, and I enjoyed it plus considering I am an Instagram super stalker, I was good at it. This only made me more addicted.
It’s not only social media I am obsessed with but TV also. Completely hooked. Most people are shocked when I tell them I have Foxtel in my room. Seriously why wouldn’t you. Not only Foxtel but Foxtel GO is a must so I can watch The Real Housewives whenever I like on my laptop and also Netflix. Whilst I am extremely invested in the argument between Betheny and Heather on NYC Housewives, I have my Facebook tab open so I can share to my friends all the burns from the argument (I don’t really post because I would be a pest, but you know I need to make this blog sound good).
From laptop to mobile, from outer space to my bedroom, hopefully my blog reaches every corner of the BCM240 media space (highly unlikely).
Oh Madeline 
