“I’m just sittin’ on the dock of EBay…. Wastin’ Time…”
Well, not exactly. But close.
For the last month, I have become addicted to something other than blogging.
It all started with Pinterest.
I couldn’t imagine what anyone would use this for.
Then while browsing on a shopping site, I saw a sweater I kind of liked, but wasn’t sure I wanted to buy. So I started a board to hold the possible purchase for me. Then I saw a fabulous pair of ballet flats that were way too expensive, but I wanted to remind myself to look for a knockoff. Then a necklace and earrings that I considered dropping big hints to my husband about for Christmas.
And Whoa; this is what people use Pinterest for. I don’t need a memory after all.
And so I started looking to see what other people were keeping on their board instead of in their brain.
And of course, I was looking at Fashion, and Jewelry, and Makeup.
Do you know that thousands of people are pinning cute clothes?
And more and more, I found cute outfits that referred back to something called Polyvore.
So I logged onto Polyvore.com.
OMG, as they say two generations below me. (Or perhaps they say something new now… how the hell do I know?)
Polyvore is a website where you build outfits. They have shitloads of tees and sweaters and jackets and pants and skirts and shoes and dresses and handbags and jewelry. Plus backgrounds and colors and fonts. And you can pull them together and make any outfit you want. You can combine a $2,480 designer skirt with a $13 Mickey Mouse Tee. And you can search for a specific detail, like ruffles, or sort by brand or color.
And in case there are not enough choices (one day I scrolled through 133 pages of cardigans – and there are 20 per page)… well you can upload your own finds through a nifty and easy to use app.
And there are contests!
Every day there are contests from Polyvore and from hundreds of subgroups that you can join.
Design something for Valentine’s Day. Design an outfit around this blouse. An outfit with high-heeled boots. An outfit inspired by fruit. There is no end to the contests.
(And of course you can buy all the things you choose…of course, of course… they have links right to the website with the $5,285 Alexander McQueen clutch that you just so nicely paired with the $5.99 earrings from Etsy.)
One of my favorite past-times as a kid was playing paper-dolls.
I am so there again. The internet form of paper-dolls.
For hours and hours. And hours and hours. Every day. To hell with my blog and my novel.
For instance, here’s my entry in the Valentine’s Day outfit contest:
And here’s my entry in the Graphic Print contest:
I know I have missed my calling. I was meant to be a fashion consultant.
But no one else seems to recognize my talent.
If you are reading this, you are probably a blogger, so you know how addicting ‘Likes’ are. Even Facebook ‘Likes’ are sweet. When I enter a contest, I get maybe 4 ‘Likes’. A person posting about the same time often gets 87 ‘Likes’ in the first hour. I’m not kidding. I don’t know where all those Likes come from. Those people certainly have big families.
But I know that I will soon gain a following. Lots of those 87-Liked outfits are pretty crappy. I’m at least as crappy as they are.
I joined a month ago. I have 24 followers. A fellow designer (whose work I rather ‘like’) joined six months ago. She has 2,879 followers.
(And to think that it has taken me 18 months to get 500 followers on my blog. For real popularity, you just need to pair brocade shorts with a dolman sleeve tee.)
But I am on my way.
I had someone ‘Like’ 13 of my outfits. And she sent me a message, complimenting me on my skill.
I was excited and encouraged. I went to her page to see what her stuff was like and to check out her bio.