I read somewhere that looking at beautiful and happy people who are way cooler than you on social media can leave a person depressed. I remember scoffing at that because the only social media for me has been Twitter (not too many pictures there), Wattpad (we’re writers so there are more words than anything) and occasionally, Facebook (to catch up with family back home though I can never forget my brother, a former fashion photographer, say that we were an ugly bunch – maybe he was joking but it stuck).
Anyway, all that was before I fell right into the rabbit hole that is Instagram. And after looking at picture after picture of people who are obviously way cooler than I am with their flawless selfies, and where one man’s picture of his big toe can get thousands of likes because even his big toe is way cooler than me, it hit me: I’m totally not worthy!
So yesterday instead of another drop-dead model or beautiful person constantly pouting (it’s kinda the in thing, I guess), I decided I’d draw someone I actually knew – like, in real life. Someone really cool and approachable. She’s not perfect but as far as I know she’s as real as they come.