BY HARRIET PAWSON
Enough with the so blessed.
Seriously. Enough.
Looking through my Facebook and Instagram feeds, I’ve started to feel faintly sick with all the bragging and the boasting, the showing off and the vanity.
Sometimes it’s explicit. Like the friend who says things like “Having a great night out with the girls!”, tagging her six friends but posting only a close-up selfie her own (duck) face.
This has become the predominant currency of social media; girls posting pointless selfies for no other reason than because they think they look good.
I know that we’re meant to encourage women to feel good which is why I’m a bit torn about this.
I don’t wish to return to the magazine-land ideal of trying to make women feel inferior or insecure. But surely there’s a difference between self esteem and being a tosser?
And don’t get me started on the infuriating new thing where people are using the words #soblessed as some kind of humble disclaimer after listing all the great things they have or the amazing things they’ve done.
Be honest, you’re boasting not blessed. It’s faux humility of the worst kind and it makes me cringe.
“Just bought the apartment of my dreams, scored a major promotion and boyfriend turned up with a big bunch of flowers. #SoBlessed #BestBoyfriendEver
I’m all for gratitude but that’s not what this is. This, my (Facebook) friends, is called being up yourself.