The selfie. It feels like a relatively new craze but I know it’s been around for years. In fact, I remember many an evening after school spent doing my hair just right, perfecting my unnecessary ton of make-up and holding my digital camera at arms length in order to capture the perfect profile picture for my myspace page, eager to present myself as sultry and sexy but fun and intelligent too. Well, you know, as much as a 15 year old can be all of those things in one snap, or at all.
So as a teenager I remember it being the ultimate way to win over your latest MSN crush, but here we are, years later, and the selfie appears to have taken over the world, and I’m not sure how I feel about it.
I mean, it’s fantastic that so many people are showing themselves to the world so proudly, embracing their beauty and bloody well showing it off – faces, hair, bodies, clothes, every shot a mini celebration of self. (Go us!)
But sometimes, I’m not quite sure that is how it goes, actually.
Because that all sort of contradicts itself when you question who the pictures are for? When the mini celebration is sometimes not really for ourselves but in fact just a way to see how many people will turn up to the party, or more precisely, how many ‘likes’ will be received.
Let’s face it, it’s not just our phones that vibrate when someone double taps our latest Instagram snap or gives our new Facebook profey a thumbs up, but a little buzz inside of us too.
What I’m wondering is whether rather than taking a step forward by celebrating ourselves through the selfie, we’ve actually taken 3 steps back by relying on others, sometimes strangers, to approve the way we present ourselves to the world?
It looks as though 15 year old me was seeking some kind of approval, that’s for sure.
Now by no means am I against the selfie, nor am I encouraging it, but what I am suggesting is that we make the time, every time, to give that beautiful image looking back at us in the mirror our biggest thumbs up, before we give anyone else the privelige.