It's no secret that Instagram was basically invented to make people jealous. We only show off the good bits, we can put filters on everything and basically make our lives look a little bit less shit.
But sometimes we forget that it's all one big lie, and we find ourselves coverting an unrealistic and totally make-believe life.
So last week I took photos of myself throughout the day, showing what my life actually looks like versus what I would like you all to think it looks like, to serve as a reminder that everything looks better in B&W and not to necessarily believe everything you see on the Internet.
In the gym:
With my 'less than glamorous' hair mask on:
Blowdrying my hair:
Putting my face on:
Nom Nom Nom:
Trying to work:
En route to dinner:
Tired and spotty on the way home:
Sudacremed and back in bed:
Proof that life looks better in black and white, but it's not real and actually kind of boring. My blistered nose defined me last week, why hide it?