More shameful than Instagramming a Starbucks cup.

Social media makes the female species do some weird things.

Weird things such as duck lips, strange poses and painfully awkward selfies.

What is it about these social media sites that sends our species in to this vain mentality all so we can have the most stunning default photo? I mean, this stuff is super im-por-tan-te these days.
And before you all get in a tizzy over this, I am fully admitting that I am one of these chicks myself, so uncross your arms and keep the eye rolls to a minimum. It's all going to be ok.

But really, when did we start thinking that smooshing our faces tightly together, while pursing our lips was a cute look?
Exhibit A:

This face screams "I JUST SMELLED SOMETHING REAL FOUL!".
Certainly not a face fit for a default yet after a couple vodka sodies, something inside of me comes out and this is the look I going to give the camera 98% of the time.
Why? Perhaps the bartender put a little too much lime in my drink. Or maybe I just know I will look too drunk to taken attractive photo.
Or maybe, just maybe, I'm in such a messed up state of mind that I think I actually look attractive.


Then, somewhere during this craze of taking and posting photos of every move I make, I picked up the lean.
Not to be confused with the bend and snap.
Exhibit B:

This is not to be taken lightly.

I saw myself in this photo and actually, physically cringed.

What IS THAT lean?

I mean, obviously multiple shots of Fireball Whiskey were consumed prior to the taking of this photo, but since when does Whiskey make me want to prep for a full on backbend while taking a seemingly innocent photo with a friend at a tailgate?

Dear The Lean, We're finished. It's not you, it's me.
Sincerely, Whitney

What happened to the days where we'd take all of these cute photos with our friends like this?

Harmless and no traces of The Lean in sight.

What's with awkward selfies? I mean, I know as far as personal things go, most times I commit the selfie crime it's because I'm just so excited I actually did my make up.

Exhibit C:

I mean, it doesn't get more vain than this. I can SEE my arms clearly taking this photo of me.

And yes, I definitely used this as a default for a hot minute.

I feel ashamed. More so than if I were to go instagram a photo of my red Starbucks cup right now.

However, the hand on the hip? Guilty as charged and it isn't going anywhere.

I mean, if I could rock it in the 80's - in a tutu, none the less, I think It's allowed to stick around.

Plus, I obviously knew what I was doing, trying to slim that baby fat. You know.

From my research in this particular department I have found that the new ducklips is the over-the-shoulder-look. Unfortunately, I haven't gotten drunk enough to participate in this one so I have no photo evidence of myself committing the crime.

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On a less shameful note (or very shameful since this is a total plug), the infamous PLL invited me to blog for her today and I think you should go check it out.