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).