Infinite Ink

Perspiring in the heat of too much Pinspiration

Sometimes my Pinterest feed gets too hot. By that I am pointing towards the times when "boudoir shots" pop up when I search for "cute girl books". (True story.) A boudoir shot is, um, when the bride-to-be takes photos of herself in skimpy nightgowns and sends them to the groom-to-be, presumably to, ah, I don't know, help me finish this sentence...? 

You know what's that called in layman's terms? Sexting. Yeah, really. I mean, you can call a dead end a "cul de sac", but that doesn't change the fact that it doesn't lead anywhere. Don't get me wrong, Pinterest is wonderful when you use it right (just like Wattpad, come to think of it). Only, Wattpad is worse when it comes to typing in the search bar. Type "cute girl books", and the search result is a guy and a gal holding hands on the cover of a book. Search for "rocket science" and you get a lass and a lad smiling at each other nose-to-nose. Type "Islamic fiction" and...You get the point, and besides, I've run out of alternative terms for "girl and boy". 

What does that say about the collective female psyche? (Come on, let's not pretend that Wattpad isn't a big girlie sleepover party. Come to think of it, so is Pinterest, only Pinterest features the mothers of the sleeping-over girls having tea and biscuits. The girls build castles in the air, the mothers slide down from them on the big rainbow slide back to earth, only to start the fantasy pin war, which lead to a lot of casualties in the female sportswomanship department. It's OK, by this point I have no idea what I'm talking about, either.) 

Do you have an idea what you're talking about when you see your search results on Wattpad, Pinterest or even, ah, Google? Next up, the big G itself. (G for Google. What other big G were you thinking of?)