Just yesterday I finally got my account up and rolling with Instagram, because apparently that's where all the cool people hang out, and I like to pretend I'm cool and pretend I know what is going on and what is trendy, so I opened an account. I have absolutely no idea what its all about, even after using it for two days. I had my coworker show me how it works, and I still don't get it. But that's ok. It's another tool we are using to get the word out about what we do here at The Shabby Attic. So though I am a reluctant social media person (I've been told i'm good at it, although I still have no idea what i'm doing), I will add it to the list of internet outlets I am staying up to 3am using, to make sure our business is a success. Although in my opinion, nothing beats the old fashioned word of mouth. Even though secretly I wish one of my vids would go viral. So here are my thoughts about Instagram. I am confused by the name, so I came up with what this social sight should really be called:
Instagrammy/Instagramps: Where old geizers like me try to do social media, but really have to have a ten year old show us how it works. And we are still lost.
Instagrammar: Trying with frustration to read and decipher screenames, because the English language just got put in a blender. It took me several minutes to figure out that wxyzalphalovr was a friend. Kikilave is my neighbor and I had no idea she even was a Kiki since her name is Mona.
Instacramps: Spasms in your lips from making too many duck faces from individual and group selfies
Instapounds:: Sitting on my arse eating oreos while I post selfies instead of doing my P90x workout.
Instaman: Another venue for creepy guys I don't know to stalk me. And maybe even some creepy guys I DO know.
Instaglands: This site seems to be overrun by 14yr olds with raging hormones.
Instapants: People taking selfies in clothes that don't fit ....too much spandex girls! and pull up those pants boys!
Instaplans: Planning your vacation around how good your pics at Disney will look in sepia tone.
Instabland: Pics that are posted without using rockin effects that make them look edgy or vintage. Basically, FB pics.
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Thursday, August 7, 2014
Sunday, August 3, 2014
Well, it seems like this is now the end of a long road. We are finally moving into our new store. It has been a challenging and exhausting journey since May. And like a long labor that had no epidural, this baby is finally gettin born, and it's about time. And man, did it hurt. But i'm sure the pain will someday be a distant memory (although I know for darn sure i'm never doing this again without some good drugs on hand). Like so many things in life, some things just can't be rushed. Things take on a life of their own and you just have to ride the crest of the wave until it crashes on the shore, dumping you on the beach with sand in your suit and seashells in your hair. Then you get up, adjust the boobs and pick out the surf wedgie, and head back to the ocean to watch for the next wave. And the waves will eventually come. Thank you to all my lifeguards who kept me from drowning...Rachel, Audrey, Ryan and Lori, my folks and family, and all my other support people. I love you guys. The Shabby Attic isn't just a shop. It's a haven. It's a retreat. It's an escape, It's a mission. Let's see where the ocean takes us next.