Is it actually a bad thing to post only the positives on social media?

Mind Mess

At this point in the millenium, it is an accepted fact that our online personae are skinny-armed, cocktail-swigging, Clarendon-filtered versions of our real selves, giving the illusion of omnipotent perfection and happiness. While this can sometimes lead to bouts of FOMO and scurvy, there might be an important motivation for posting about our good hair days and leaving our bad ones out to dry in the wind.

For me, it is like a celebration of a successful (and by successful I mean happy by way of being fun/life-affirming/self-esteem boosting/ego-patting) experience. Posting an artfully-staged photo of the Wes Anderson-themed coffee shop where you spent three hours on a sunny Saturday morning drinking macadamia-milk lattes differentiates that moment from your regularly scheduled programming. Now, instead of fading into the past with the other memories of your daily activities, it stands out, memorialized on social media, available for you to revisit any time you want.


Conversely, while posting complaints and negative experiences might be authentic and make you more relatable, it creates the same time-capsule wherein you must now relive those moments anytime you look back in your timeline, profile or g-dang tweet backlog.


So when those winter vacation photos start pouring in from Fiji, don’t get sad–join in! Let them inspire you to find what’s cool and magical in your life and post away, my friend!

I bought yellow shoes and they’re changing my life


Daffodil yellow slides from H&M

Do you have a power shoe because I do.

I was shopping for black pants, which is the most practical shopping you can do, and after an uninspiring 15 minutes in the fitting room I was on my way out of the store, ready and willing to hang up my shopping bag for the day.  I passed the shoe section, which at this H&M is really just a wall of shoes.  Amidst the brown loafers and low-heeled black boots hung an out of place pair of summery yellow slides.  One pair, my size.

I don’t need yellow sandals.  (Nobody needs yellow sandals.)  I almost put them back three times.  But I’m glad I didn’t and I will tell you why, Jim:

I LOVE YELLOW THINGS. So far yellow has been an underutilized color in the fashion world, so these shoes were a real diamond-in-the-rough situation. And the instant I put them on I become a free spirit who has plans of traveling through Europe but for now lives on a coastal surf village in southern California. For me, that’s an important quality in a shoe.

More importantly, they remind me that I’m not a practical person, screw the black pants.  From a distance, they make it look like I’m wearing bananas on my feet. I look down and think, ‘These are hilarious. I’m hilarious.’ Get a power shoe.