I swear to god that this is a legit excuse nowadays. I’m just like any other female on the planet when it comes to Pinterest. I’m horribly addicted. Not only that, give me a glass of wine, a Sunday night, and my Pinterest account and I promise you I can get myself into a lot of trouble in no time at all.
What do I mean by that?
Come on, I’m not the only one who’s been fooled into trying something from Pinterest because whoever made it that one time and photographed it so artfully made it look so easy that a two year old could do it. So duh, I then had to try it (whatever “it” may be). Usually the results are pretty awful, and honestly? All you can do when your boyfriend walks in and sees that a) his entire apartment was totally redecorated with mason jars and b) it smells a little smoky because the One-Pot-Spaghetti meal you tried to make definitely caught on fire, all you can do is smile and say….
Here are a few of my favorite examples of shit that I blamed completely on Pinterest:
1. Making me think that I can craft. When did that even become a word? Whatever, either way Pinterest is totally to blame for me trying to do stupid things like knit a potholder when I don’t even know what knitting needles look like. Or make useful things out of popsicle sticks that don’t look like a four-year-old made them. Leave it to Pinterest to con me into thinking that I have any artistic ability whatsoever so I buy a crapload of art supplies from Michael’s that I’ll never touch in a million years and will take up space that I already don’t have in my boyfriend’s tiny apartment. Thanks Pinterest.
2. Making me think that I have any decorating ability whatsoever. Right. So Pinterest has me thinking that if I rearrange my boyfriend’s entire living room so that you trip over the coffee table right when you walk through the door, he’ll love it. And of course I should buy everything in white, it’s so chic and modern looking! We’ll just keep flipping over the couch cushions every single damn time I spill my glass of red onto them because I’m a child that can’t behave like a human, who cares right? At least the living room will get TONS of re-pins!
3. Making me think that I can cook like a five-star restaurant chef. I don’t know if you’ve been in my kitchen recently but I promise you that you could find every single useless kitchen gadget in the world in my cupboards because Pinterest made me do it. Remember that whole juicing craze (thanks, Lauren Conrad) that we’re still totally stuck in? Of course I had to get the most expensive juicer out there so I could fit in when I took my ever-so-artsy “above the cup shot” for Instagram…ask me how many times I’ve used that thing. Zero. Zilch. Same goes for the immersion blender I HAD to have to make the Pumpkin Spice Latte Soup that was all over my Pinterest feed last winter for a good week straight. At least that one is out of it’s packaging though, can’t say the same for the juicer.
4. Along the same lines as the cooking thing, Pinterest has me deluded into thinking that I’m also a world-class baker. It only took about 5 batches of botched banana bread (made with applesauce and no butter, of course because I’m healthy or whatever) for me to realize that I can’t bake any better then I can craft. In fact, the one time I attempted a baking recipe from Pinterest I set of my smoke alarm because the recipe assured me I needed to leave the cookies in for about fifteen minutes too long. Cool. Thanks Pinterest.
Who else is totally addicted to Pinning?
Got any horror stories you’d like to share?
PS. Huge shout-out to the boyfriend who happened to make quite the cameo in this post because he’s the one who directly suffers from all of my Pinterest mishaps. I love you babe, and sorry about dinner. Pinterest made me do it.