Life is Not Pinterest Perfect

I’m very happy that we have entered a time when it seems like the little things are what matters – taking the time to pack your own healthy lunch in a mason jar, arranging a wine night with girl friends, or simply going for a long walk and taking a stop to read a book in the park. Our generation is putting much more value on self-care and little luxuries than we all did 10 years ago (remember when everyone was dying for that LV knockoff bag from the school field trip to NYC? No longer). But with that comes a whole heck of a lot of pressure to be “Pinterest perfect.”

With the influx of social media platforms like Instagram and Pinterest, we spend a good chunk of our days day dreaming and seeing pictures of people’s lives at their best… sunbathing on a yacht in a size two black bathing suit, for instance (see above). This might not necessarily urge you to get a yacht, per se, but you may be wondering “why isn’t my life like this?”  Whether it’s a vacation, a job, an apartment, or a relationship, we all are having major Pinterest FOMO.

Having just recently hit the breaking point of this madness myself (trying to find and decorate the perfect apartment in the city can do that to you), I wanted to give this friendly reminder – your life is beautiful every second of every day. Even when you wake up and your hair is a rat’s nest on your forehead. Even when you burn the brie-and-cranberry grilled cheese you tried to flawlessly whip up. Even when your room is dusty and lived in and a mess. These are your moments – and a piece of technology cannot capture all the love that is in each second. Your life is a movement and a constant creation, that includes many highs, lows, and all the wonderful seconds in between. Don’t compare your life’s movie to someone else’s perfectly edited screen shot. It may be a pretty picture, but you have a story.

Be sure to live in your moment and stay true to you. And maybe try a lower heat on the grilled cheese next time.


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