I was just reading an article posted by Man Repeller about all of the Instagram accounts one should unfollow now to make for a happier life tomorrow. You know, there's the constant food sharer that always seems to post the most ridiculous looking burger when you're suffering severe hunger pangs due to laziness, dietary restrictions, or lack of funds. Then there's the nice guy you knew in high school or college, but that was more than a decade ago and, well, you and Ben just really have nothing in common anymore nor will you cross paths probably ever again. It's okay to go ahead and unfollow ole Ben. If you still follow that ex, or worse--their new squeeze--it's certainly wise to spare your eyes from their lives at this point. The writers also suggest unfollowing the naysayers, the braggers, and the haters. Yes. Go ahead and rid your Insta-feed of all that, you don't need it and you likely won't even miss any of it. FOMO is very real, sure, but what you can't see cannot taunt you. This is a worthy list of common candidates wreaking havoc in everyone's overstuffed social feeds, charging every emotion other than inspiration, which is exactly why a photo-sharing platform was created in the first place. So go ahead and follow the lovely Leandra's advice, and cut the annoying, painfully grim or cheery fat from your "following" list pronto. After all, Insta-scrolling should be fun, not forlorn. There is just one profile suggestion that I can't oblige in quitting on this list, however. Nope, I simply cannot part ways with the one "Hate-Follow" that I admittedly love to loathe.
I don't condone catty, bullying, hateful behavior from anyone. Instead, I am perfectly fine with harboring as much outward shade for another being to one's self. I mean, come on, we're all human. It's difficult enough just trying to be a good person every minute of the day, we're all allowed a secret chuckle on another person's behalf once in a while, but only when keeping that spite strictly to yourself. Don't parade that ill will out in the open. It's not a good look for anyone and will almost always come back to bite ya. Besides, it's more fun to relish in personal disdain for another, solo. Sure, misery loves company, but just think how rewarding it is to have something all to yourself. It's certainly safer that way, away from the line of fire that ignites once others catch wind of your malaise. So, to this notion I will not be "unfollowing" that blogger I find such joy in secretly hating. The one that notoriously (and infamously) photoshops her pics to reveal an entirely different body, not her own. The same chick that strikes the very same pose in every one of her "street style" photos, wearing the very same Ray-Ban Aviators, sporting the exact same pout, lips slightly apart, in order to achieve that "what? you think I'm pretty?" ironic stance. Ugghh. Yes, the one that's always clutching a little gourmet takeout coffee cup and perpetually neglecting the sleeves on her coats--that one. I cannot stand her, and I absolutely love it. I love loathing her for the fact that she's a shitty writer with somewhat "basic" style (ahem, my opinion), she's boring in interviews, allegedly bitchy in person, and because she somehow has over a million Instagram followers. HOW does that happen?? Listen, I very much like and admire wildly successful Chiara Ferragni (The Blonde Salad) and Leandra Medine (Man Repeller). Why love for one but not the other? It's simple, really. Neither of the two fashion bloggers distort their natural images to such extremes through photoshop like false ads. Both Leandra and Chiara face the camera almost always head-on, minus a forced look of any kind, their style is unique and both ladies exude geniality. Like they're actually kind to their fans and followers without an air of superiority or privilege. Enormous amounts of followers aside, these fierce fashion influencers are everything that said-hated-blogger isn't. I continue to follow my enemy for many reasons. But mostly as a personal tutorial of how not to present myself on social media in order to capture and maintain any originality all my own. I look to my nemesis as a guide on how not to penetrate the world of fashion blogging with an avid social media presence. It's also wise to stay abreast of every influencer within your industry, both admired and abhorred. But I also continue to hate-follow this one individual because it feels kinda good to secretly loathe on a stranger from afar. To relish in the quiet digs I offer her in my mind as I initiate her latest display of self-gratification in my Instagram feed. Of course I'm deeply envious she's been able to make a rather profitable career simply from sharing her styles online. A dream gig if you ask me. But it's also somewhat redeeming to secretly loathe someone who's successes feel most unwarranted. Do I feel good about this negativity? Not enough to unfollow, honestly. I am perfectly fine with honing up to my envy without allowing it to manifest into something truly ugly.
Cheers to hate-follows. A private chuckle is innocent pleasure. Just remember to keep it to yourself and don't let the loathing diminish the love of it all. At the end of the day, they will go on and continue to be successful with or without your disapproval.