It is nearly impossible to not see a pouting or overly giddy to mildly stupefied face in the midst of your day, because well, it’s your face and you are taking a selfie. There is some difference between looking in the mirror and taking a selfie. When looking in the mirror you tend to be fixing yourself and obsessively flipping or redoing your hair and re-styling your outfit, first in the morning, and then constantly and consistently throughout the day to look acceptable and hopefully good. In a selfie, you have the tricks of how to look good, that amazing capability of really taking a picture of your good side! Even looking at the pictures in this blog you can tell that I am almost always tilting my face so you can see my left side. The mere fact I know which side is my better one shows how often I must look at myself. In a world where the word selfie comes into conversation regularly or is seen so often, you might be questioning your own vanity. How often do you look at yourself? I will be the first to admit that I look at myself a lot. Vanity is a very human thing. Contrary to popular thought, being vain is not a bad thing per say even though we are taught to consider it so. That’s besides the point. We are all vain. Vanity is just what comes with being human and being human means thinking that everything you do matters a whole lot to everyone else. Everything is always all about you. And in your world it is. You only see the world from your point of view so everything really is about you in some compensating sense but we like to think that we are better than this. We are not. We like taking selfies and we like looking at the mirror. We spend money to look great and feel great. This blog is about me. What more proof do you need?
And when you think about it, even though selfie sticks are in popular demand and the American royal family belonging to Kim Kardashian has now published the coffee table book Selfish, selfies have been around since humanity had evolved enough to pick up a stick and start drawing on the walls of caves. Or if that is too hard to believe, think in the last couple hundred of years, long enough that we forget that they once evolved from portraits. I draw all the time and yet, I have the hardest time drawing myself. I post pictures of myself, take selfies, and look in the mirror, and still I cannot draw me. I can draw other people and draw models on the weekends but still, not me. Its a flaw of my artistic capability I am sure but maybe today the evolution of how we see ourselves has changed too. We don’t draw ourselves. Or at least, I don’t draw myself.
Beyond just the realm of the social media interface of each of my five devices, selfies are breaking down the doors of the fashion world. Fashion, which used to be exclusively for the uber rich, are now for all of us plebeian populous. The number one hashtag on Instagram is my go to, #fashion. The covers of Vogue in every country read something along the type of “Instagirls”. Models are the best instagramers. I follow all of the big names and see the behind the scene looks at fashion week and what kind of cookies Karlie Kloss eats. Olivier Rousteing of Balmain has 1.8 million followers! He has embraced social media like no other designer or house has and has created a Balmain army. His following is huge and although he is not able to create clothes for everyone (even with his H&M collection) spreads the art of fashion to people who like me, have that thumb tapping instinct of checking Instagram.
Just the other week my dad asked me to not take a picture of myself for a day, and every day I didn’t, I would get 10 dollars. Of course I accepted and took pictures of everything else but me for a day on Snapchat. I forgot after that, ruining my chance at another 10 dollars to buy more clothes because my sleep deprived self wasn’t thinking straight when I opened up that pesky yellow squared ghost first thing in the morning. My dad won’t even believe I made it through the first day. But there is something about taking a picture about yourself that’s so honest. That’s what I like about it. Selfies make you see yourself differently. The ones you post on your Snapchat story or on your Instagram you choose because they make you look hot and #instacool. There are people who make livings off of posting their lives in pictures. People spend time perfecting what their stream on their profile looks like. Scrolling through my feed and seeing some of these girls and where they are and who they are hanging out with and who they are wearing, oh my gosh, I fall in love with their lives. That is precisely what is so new in the evolution of the selfie: sharing everything. Renaissance painters leave some mystery and cave painters scratched on the fundamentals. Selfies are honest because whether you are really how you look in your Instagram or Snapchat, you find something out about yourself. You know what kind of person you want to be, even if that isn’t really who you are, by how you present yourself on the world scale of hashtags.
I am going to give some advice that some might recommend smashing and burning in the name of anti self absorption or in the religious moral of traditional values but here it is: take a picture of yourself everyday. Make that obnoxiously duck faced or tounge out face because dammit thats you and its what we humans do. Look good and feel good.