The Pinterest logo is like the rising sun to me. It signifies the light that shines on endless possibilities, as well as a star that can blind me if I stare at it too long. Though I do have a love/hate relationship with this online scrapbook of sorts, I fall heavy to the love side. Whenever I feel like I just can't conjure up the spark to ignite my creativity, I look to Pinterest.
I'm always shocked, and a little saddened, when people claim ignorance of Pinterest. As we near the year 2017, in a world littered with things like Twitter, Vine, Snapchat, and the like, I'm baffled that a person doesn't know what Pinterest is. My own mother scoffs in disgust at the mere word. "Pintersted, yuck, I don't do that." Really? Do you even know Pinterest is??? My guess is, no.
Wondering how to use that giant zucchini from the garden?
Want to paint a faux finish on your counter top, but don't know how?
Want tips on how to reorganize your home?
Wondering where to take that next vacation?
You have questions, Pinterest has answers. And what's better, Pinterest will help you to save the inspiration/recipe/tips/etc. in an organized way, where YOU create your own categories. And it's all neatly tucked away in the internet. What's not to love?
Why do I hate it? I'd like to revoke my original claim. I don't hate Pinterest. I hate my lack of self dicipline. It's like being alone with a bag of Doritos. I can't be trusted to just grab a few and go on with my life. I'll eat the whole damn bag if there isn't someone there to watch my shame. The same rings true with Pinterest. It's a rabbit hole, and will suck you through an endless whirl if you're not careful. ...at least it's gluten free.
I'll also admit, I'm a Pinterest hoarder. I'm not certain if this is an actual clinical diagnosis, but if it isn't, it should be. I have literally (I just checked) 4,640 Pins, in 84 different boards. These are exercises, recipes, outfits, tattoos, art, ukulele stuff, craft projects, DIY shit, dog stuff, and on and on and on. I'm a rabid pinner. If I see something and somewhere inside me goes, "Ooo!" I hit my Pin button.
Generally, I think the idea is that after Pinning something the Pinner would then utilize this information by fulfilling the origial purpose of the Pin. For exapmple, you need a brownie recipe, you find it, you Pin it, you then the bake brownies from the Pinned recipe. When you want to bake those brownies again, go back to your account and repeat. I, however, pretty much just collect Pins. I spend countless hours Pinning, when I should be cashing in that time by USING them. But I don't. There are hair cuts I will never get, outfits I will never buy, collages I will never decopage. So why do I Pin them?
I think it's the possiblity I love. It's a collection of pretty things that I get to revisit by the touch of a button. It's inspriation for things that I am doing. Or, maybe, it's just another way to distract myself from actually organizing my house...
So, dear reader, if you're not versed in Pinterest, I would encourage you to go take a peek. But be careful. Pin responsibly.