There is an entire sub-genre of blogs dedicated to capturing parenthood and life in general through filtered lenses. These blogs also have an usually high number of fedoras and feature children with wardrobes that out-price mine threefold. Since I believe my life not to be a hipster catalogue, my eyes tend to roll hard when I accidentally stumble across one such blog. And for the life of me, I can’t figure out why so many these bloggers fancy themselves to be lifestyle gurus. Is that a thing now?
I know how to live, thank you very much. And the last thing I need is someone wearing a $300 Anthropologie shirt made for pennies in Bangladesh showing me how to wrap washi tape around a pen or how to make yet another baked good with Nutella. Perhaps my increasing annoyance has to do with the inevitable aging process (GET OFF MY LAWN!) but I am just tired of being inundated with images that look like they belong in a Black Keys music video (admission – I love The Black Keys). I do make the exception for photos of cupcakes. As far as I am concerned, cupcakes are always welcome.