It’s hard for me to believe that there was actually a time pre-selfie, when the selfie 📷 didn’t exist. Even though it really wasn’t that long ago. (Think about it: was anybody selfie-ing back in 2002? NAW, DAWG!)
I like them for practical reasons, like checking to see if my eyebrows are relatively even, gauging just how tired I look on a scale of 1 to zombie at any given moment, figuring out if I have asparagus stuck in my teeth…
Of course, they’re also handy for capturing special moments with friends and family. Those are always fun. 🙂
I can’t say that I loathe them, but I have friends who do, and they’ll stop at nothing to avoid taking a selfie.
Believe it or not, the person in my life who loves them the most is my mom! She’s always angling for a selfie, no matter how routine or mundane whatever we’re doing is. Running to Target? Let’s take a selfie! Sitting on the couch watching Sesame Street with the baby? TIME FOR A SELFIE. It’s cute. She has a bunch on her phone with her and my dad, and half of them have a thumbprint in the frame.
Which leads me to our very important question of the day. Selfies: love ’em or loathe ’em?
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,
P.S. T.G.I.Brat! 😁