I know. This has absolutely nothing to do with food, but it’s still something that got into my head and I had to write about it. In the real world, I work in social media. I pay a lot of attention to what’s going on in the world of Social Media and PR, and I find myself analyzing how a situation should’ve been handled versus how it was handled. I really saw this as a missed opportunity for greatness. And right now, I’m totally pulling the “It’s my blog! I can write what I want!”.
Over the past few days, I’ve seen numerous stories about Beyonce’s publicist wanting some unflattering photos removed from Buzzfeed from her Super Bowl Performance.
I’m not even going to pretend that if someone posted a photo like that of me on the Interwebz, I wouldn’t be freaking out and completely flipping my shit. I’d untag myself immediately, then obsess over it. I’d think to myself: “WHY DID I EVER THINK THAT FACE WAS A GOOD IDEA?!” I’d beat myself up over it (And I consider myself to have pretty decent self-esteem). I think most women would. Society has taught us that we have to appear perfect at all times.
