Rediscovering my Tumblr archives has been a joy, a return to a simpler time. It's wild to remember how much has shifted since the pre-Instagram days, especially around 2016 when it felt like everyone suddenly became a "photographer."
I miss the simplicity of people sharing small, quiet moments—a cozy coffee shop corner, a glimpse of someone's room—before influencers and the race for engagement transformed everything. Instagram reels turned authenticity into sensationalism, and somewhere along the way, we all started chasing.
Recently, I woke up feeling detached from IG, craving a rewind, a slower pace. I realized I want more of that—simple living.
I used to think I was above following trends, and while I don’t believe I was caught up in fads, I can see now how I got swept up in LA's relentless pace.
