It’s just me in my Vinnie’s specials
and five year old Uggs.-
I grew my hair long
to save on hairdresser bills
but I don’t have a selfie stick
and I pout like a fish.
.* *
Fashion is like the stars (to me) –
out there, often obscured by clouds
but then suddenly
a spit-fire revelation
of my insignificance.
I don’t mind, exactly,
being small, except that
my pen is tiny too
a toothpick to the influencers’ swords.
Out of the Cave 
Ugh *new* not knew
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I love this! I don’t get influencers at all.
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Thank you. Yes. I am watching a series on Netflix ATM called Emily in Paris. It’s the first time I have had any inkling of how influencers operate. It’s interesting but also very not me.
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It’s hard to know how to comment on this because I feel the same kind of hopelessness. Influencers …people who you’d think would be knew and interesting are really beginning to be so similar and dull and yet they are so power. When did words lose their power?
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Yes. The selfie with cunning hashtag is mightier than the pen.
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I’m only just becoming aware of ‘Influencers’: it’s a strange new world but it intrigues me
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My understanding is that beautiful people use their faces/bodies/photogenicity and their pithy words to advertise products/brands etc. I guess the good ones get picked up as kind of paid free lance marketing. Well I think that’s how it works. I guess you would have to be good at networking, PR etc. Probably they’re very talented. Marketing fascinates me in the strategies it employs but I totally distrust it.
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