When Cameron told me about Pinterest a hundred years ago, I checked it out. Surprise, surprise: I didn’t like it. Where the heck were all these pictures even coming from? I doubted the credibility of their pretty. Why were they assaulting my eyes in a little tiled way, expecting me to organize them into boards? Ugh, all I needed was a virtual junk drawer for me to organize. And why did Pinterest think it was so great that people had to be invited to use it?
Get down, Pinterest. Get over yourself.
I felt a little left out because I seemed to be the only person who didn’t get it. I am all for bandwagons because then I feel like I’m a part of something. Maybe if I liked Pinterest enough, VH1 would eventually interview me in twenty years for I Love the Teens to talk about how everyone wanted to have Pinterest’s baby. They’d cut from me to Andy Dick and we’d riff on wine bottles turned shoes and cakes made of nothing edible at all. But much to VH1’s dismay, I just couldn’t fake an interest in Pinterest.
So I ranted about it and talked smack. I felt happy because other people seemed to hate it too. It had broken up their marriages and made them hate their lives. I mean, I didn’t like that it had broken up their marriages and all, but better them than me, amirite? I wasn’t such a weirdo for hating Pinterest AND my marriage was intact. Wins all around.
But then, something happened.
I blame Halloween. It’s three months away and I needed to start getting ideas for Wee Cee’s butterfly costume. Also, I appear to not use my Crock Pot enough, and Pinterest could surely assist me in coming up with new uses for it. THESE ARE IMPORTANT THINGS. I also blame Facebook. I didn’t even have to sign directly in to Pinterest; Facebook could do it for me. The amount of milliseconds I save in a day with this sign-in innovation is staggering. Now I have the luxury of taking a few extra moments to staple two pieces of paper together.
So I started checking out Pinterest more. AND OH MY GAWD YOU GUYS IT IS AMAZING.
LOOK at what I found there.
I found a mouse dressed up in a jacket:
I found pictures of Korea:
I found cute wittle ghosts:
I found droll dinos:
And I found people making fun of fashion:
So, in short, I take back all I said about Pinterest. It is kind of awesome and I’m OK with it breaking up my marriage as long as I get to be on VH1 in fifteen years.
Want to follow me there? G’head: The Waiting on Pinterest