The self portrait. If only Van Gogh could see all of you now, he'd be...well, he'd be really old. No matter how you work it, you're never going to fool anyone into thinking that shot was candid in any way, whatsoever. Also, attention fat people of the world: holding the camera high and looking up might fool your prospective courter from jdate, but you'll just be all the more disappointed (not as much as him, though, honey), when he sees you live, waddling towards him. Be honest with yourself, and don't make me waste a trip on the A train out to wherever, only to find that the picture of you online is from 1997, either. Fuck. That.
I'm digressing from the title of this post. My major conflict is thus: Facebook has increased the maximum number of pictures you can add to an album, leading a number of users to simply post every single shot they took on their trip to Cancun. Do you really think anyone cares about the picture of the airport? How many comments or "likes" have you gotten on that third shot of your dinner from night one? Have you gotten a lot of "ROFLs" on that picture of you and your gals taking a shot of tequila? I didn't think so.
Just because Facebook is now allowing you to add 250 pictures to your album, I nonetheless implore you to try limiting it to 60. That is the number at which you will be forced to pick out the "memorable" shots (despite their mundaneness), and leave out the second and third pictures of the same palm tree. Click click!
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