I wasn’t quite cool enough to get invited of my own accord, so it seemed like the whole online networking thing was working out quite nicely for me.But all of this was before I knew the pain of having little broken hearts decorate my timeline (‘Holly is now single’) the morning after my beau and I called it quits. ’s that began to clutter up my computer was enough to drive a girl to Lambrini.Chances are, you started building Brand Me quite young.
Whatever Zuckerberg et al tell you, you are more than the sum of your relationship status.
In The Social Network, the surprisingly riveting film about Facebook’s creation, characters representing its co-founders Mark Zuckerberg and Eduardo Saverin discuss how the relationship status will be central to Facebook.
When I first watched that scene, I was nonplussed: social networking for me was about silly photos, friendship-gathering, a bit of cheeky stalking (anything’s OK so long as it’s ‘cheeky’), and getting invited to socially elite events I might have never known were happening if Facebook hadn’t cleverly ‘suggested’ them.
How old were you when you first began to construct your social media identity?
You know what I mean: the first time you signed up to Myspace and described yourself as a ‘sad, bad and mad’ with background music from Deathcab For Cutie; or the first time you started de-tagging unflattering photos on Facebook.