The oversharing of vacation photos

That's interesting.
I gave her the tripod last night!

WHOA!

Tip/try/etc.

 

Pretty good MILF quality in some of the post that do brighten my day.

 

Move to Snapchat.

 

That would be way to obvious.

 

Be NotJake_Taylor , no one will suspect a thing.

 

This probably goes in The Things That Make You Feel Old thread but weirdly, it does. I remember growing up in the 70s when there wasn't a family gathering where a highlight was the showing of vacation pics. Rolls down the shades, turn out the lights, and set up the projector. It would go on for about an hour or so and nobody blinked an eye.

So, sheesh, kids these days think they have it bad....

 

Mrs. Whitman’s analysis is that her pal is not necessarily insecure, but simply an “extreme introvert” for whom part of the enjoyment must derive from “including other people.”

 

This is part of the reason why the current fad is better.
It is much easier to ignore people's pictures on Fb than having them ask you if you'd like to see pictures in the midst of a visit.
Bonus

 

The impulse to share these is what's curious to me, because I have it, too. I wouldn't share hundreds and hundreds of photos, though.

Part of it is insecurity, I'm sure.

Part of it is earnest excitement: This is beautiful and I have to show my friends.

Part of it is this idea we have internalized that if it isn't on Facebook, then it didn't happen. A tree falling in the forest, so to speak.

I just find it all interesting, psychologically.

 

I don't put tons and tons of photos out there.

But for me it's simply that it has become the most efficient way to get those out to family and friends all over the country who I know would be interested. Otherwise you're talking about Shutterfly or Google Images, getting everyone access, following up to see if they looked, no captions etc.

The rest of the people who see my feed are either an added bonus or a necessary evil, depending on perspective. But Facebook is the easiest way to conduct the modern-day equivalent of Grandma's slideshow.

 

I often think a large part of it for some people is curating the image of your life you want people to see.

For instance, I have a co-worker, younger guy, who meticulously shares each of his workouts on Facebook. He will also push out whatever tired motivation cliche he stumbles upon that day. He is in decent shape, but by no means is he a fitness icon. To me, the sharing always came across as the forcing image he wants people to associate with him. I often give him a hard time and ask him why he didn't post about that extra cupcake he took from HR onto Facebook.