We admit it: We (and we're willing to bet most women) are envious of Victoria's Secret models. Of course, we know they lucked out with great genes, and we realize we shouldn't actually compare ourselves to their photoshopped perfection in magazines.
But Instagram is a whole different ballgame. When models are actually the ones taking the pictures (rather than being told how to pose and what to wear), there's a lot of room for oversharing (of both job perks and perky body parts). The biggest offenses? Selfies showing their fatty foods indulgences -- cough, yeah right -- and overly obnoxious faces and hand gestures. Case in point: The Instagram posts that have made us push away from our desks in disgust this week.
Disclaimer: We love Victoria's Secret models, and most of them really are wonderful people. But we just prefer them in their natural element.
But Instagram is a whole different ballgame. When models are actually the ones taking the pictures (rather than being told how to pose and what to wear), there's a lot of room for oversharing (of both job perks and perky body parts). The biggest offenses? Selfies showing their fatty foods indulgences -- cough, yeah right -- and overly obnoxious faces and hand gestures. Case in point: The Instagram posts that have made us push away from our desks in disgust this week.
Disclaimer: We love Victoria's Secret models, and most of them really are wonderful people. But we just prefer them in their natural element.
Please clarify your caption, "Home sweet home!" Chanel: Do you live in a private jet? Or do you just happen to commute home on said private jet? Either way, Chanel's lucky -- but for some reason she looks pretty unhappy about her traveling conditions. We don't want to know what kind of face she'll make if she's ever demoted to coach.
Alessandra's post along with this shot: "#throwbackthursday #myfirstcoachella #onmyway to #coachella2013 #californiadreaming #funnn."
Yes, we get it. You're going to Coachella. You're wearing a pink cowboy hat. And you're going to a "hipster" music festival so you're "hanging loose." But please give up on the "rocker chick" accessories (and that kissy face while you're at it) and stick to your Instagram strong suit: mommy-and-me pics.
Yes, we get it. You're going to Coachella. You're wearing a pink cowboy hat. And you're going to a "hipster" music festival so you're "hanging loose." But please give up on the "rocker chick" accessories (and that kissy face while you're at it) and stick to your Instagram strong suit: mommy-and-me pics.
As if it wasn't bad enough that Gisele is displaying her incredible body before breakfast, she also happens to be posing from some luxurious cabana in the middle of tropical nowhere. Thanks, Gisele, now we're reminded how desperately we need to hit the gym and how we've never gone on vacation at a five star resort in Bali.
"Yummm #nutellapizza," she says? Curious, we don't see any bite marks on that Nutella slather fest. At least be like Adriana Lima, and admit that you only drink liquids several days before a fashion show. Because right now we're getting some mixed signals -- and serious Nutella cravings.