There has been a lot of discussion in the online world about Instagram–why it’s so popular, what it means for the future of of social media, and so on. Now, I’m not going to pretend that I have all the answers, but I’m pretty sure I’ve got this Instagram thing all figured out. And because I’m a giver, I’ll explain it to you.
My kids are busy being cute–possibly wearing matching outfits–so I grab my phone and snap a couple pictures. One of them looks like this:
Maybe you look at it and think, “not a bad shot. A little blurry, but both kids are smiling and looking at the camera.” Well, when I look at this picture all I see is this:
Would you look at all that crap distracting from my beautiful babies? What’s a mom to do?
This is where Instagram comes in–presto, chango, use one of those filer-thingies and there you go:
With the swipe of a finger, the junk is gone and you can focus on those sweet faces–it’s practically magic. Granted, Louie still has that self-inflicted black eye, but with the haze of the filter, even that looks a little better. Now if only I could figure out a way to Instagram my entire life. . .