noun: excessive pride in or admiration of one’s own appearance or achievements
“Stop Snapchatting!” I find myself saying over and over to my youngest. One more reminder that I am old. I don’t understand the infatuation of selfies. Nor do I understand the need to document every second of one’s life. But for teens these days this is their daily grind.
I am adrift in the sea of technology; finding it both a blessing and a curse. Certainly sharing life experiences to motivate and inspire is good. But no good can come from portraying your life to be something it is not.
Picture after hair-flipping picture after funny-faced picture after look-how-fabulous I am picture is vanity run amok. Is it not? What would Coco Chanel think? How about Audrey Hepburn? Jackie O? I’m just thinking, have we traded grace and style for Snapchat?
With that said however, like so many new and teenagie things, I’m warming up to this vanity. Sure it is a bit excessive, but there is nothing like a little excessive pride to catapult me into the new year. On a recent trip with my daughters my Snapchatter took this picture of me. It’s one of my all time favorites. If nothing else she’s becoming a great photographer. So no, I’m not joining Snapchat any time soon. But if you can’t beat them, join them…here is a picture of me taken by my youngest daughter, and I kind of like that about myself.
“I loathe narcissism, but I approve of vanity.”