I really like Pinterest. And FYI, I liked it way before all of you. I liked it back when I had to explain what it was to everyone. To me, Pinterest is a really handy place to keep track of all the cool/yummy/pretty things on the internet that I had previously been tucking into messy folders all over my desktop. But now I can keep it organized in a nice, easy way. That, as far as I’m concerned, is the end of the story. But shortly after I started pinning things I got a notification that a girl I barely knew was now following my boards. She could look at everything I had pinned. Although it seems like I will share anything and that I have no idea when something is TMI, I only like to share things on my terms. The fact that anyone can subscribe to my Pinterest boards is, to me, the same thing as people looking through my drawers and rifling through my closet.
I pretty much hate it.
There’s no way to turn it off. At least not that I’ve found.
I mean, it’s one thing to admire some of the cute houses I’ve pinned. But then you might run across the board that is full of tacky, garish nail polish designs that my daughters beg me to do. And you would think, “who is this person? What kind of weird stuff is she into? She has really bad taste.”
Maybe some people just use Pinterest as a way to brag about how they find cute pictures on the internet. And I guess they like the world to know.
But I do not. And Pinterest does not get it.
So, no, I will not be linking to my Pinterest account from this blog. But I will leave you with this really pretty picture that I have on one of my boards. See, I do have good taste after all.