The End has Come
Over the last few days I've
sank into a pretty “terrible” hole. The hole has a name and as
I'm discovering – many of you have sank into the same hole...except
you've been there, up to your necks in pins and boards and haven't
shared about it. Maybe because you didn't want to admit that you were
part of this horrible thing or maybe you spend a shameful amount of
time looking through all of the wonderful things you can find on
it...maybe you were just being selfish.
I'm talking about the worst
thing since Facebook. I'm talking about Pinterest. One of my staff
members said it is like Facebook on steroids. Maybe. There's less of
the interaction stuff. I don't even know if it would fall into the
Social Media category. But it's fantastic. It all starts with this
board that you have. Think of it kind of like a giant bulletin board.
On this giant board you can create a bunch of smaller boards that are
like topics (I have Ink, Words, My Style, For My Wall, Favourite
Places and Spaces, Places I want to go, Wedding...Maybe) that you can
pin pictures or videos to. It's like a giant collection of your
favourites. Whatever you find in your world or internet can be pinned
on Pinterest. You can follow people and they can follow you so you
see what they pin to their boards and they can see yours. The main
page that you work off of is a feed of everything your followers and
you are pinning to their boards.
For instance, I just created
a board called “Toms” which is dedicated to the shoes, Toms, that
I love so very, very much. I'm pretty much obsessed. I don't plan on
ever wearing anything else in the summer and sometimes when it's
winter and grossly irresponsible to wear anything but -40 degree
celcius boots...I still wear my Toms. Someday I'll live in a place
where I can wear my Toms all year round and have it be appropriate. I
think I'm bringing four pairs with me to Jamaica...and then I'm going
to buy myself a new pair for my birthday...and then maybe my
barmitzpah (I'm just kidding about the last bit, well, mostly
kidding).
It's a little weird because
you need an invitation to be part of it. But basically you just need
to ask an currently obsessed peep to refer you and bam – you're
addicted. It's super. I've already found my dream house, dream
husband (and dressed him), and found my next 5 pairs of Toms...oh,
and a few other things. It's completely solved the problem of having
too much free time on my hands. It's definitely all Pinterest time
now.
Oi!
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