Coffee Selfie

I have a confession.  I take pictures of my coffee...a lot.  Now I know this fad/trend/annoying-ness has turned into a bit of a cliché with jokes circulating like, "if you drank a coffee and didn't post a picture on Insagram, did it really happen?" and the "stereotypical white girl" lifestyle, but I want to argue for a minute.  Can we just take a step back and think about this?

My first problem with people judging my coffeeness is the simple, "Who cares?  It doesn't affect you."  Why do people feel the need to fill their own life with negativity and not sadness, but still a kind of sadness?  Let me take my picture of coffee and drink it too.  It makes me happy.

Now the explaining for those of you who are still holding onto your anger.  Why do I post coffee selfies?  The reason I post those pictures is because they make me happy.  Because there is typically a bigger story behind the picture than just, "I want to share my coffee love with the world!"  Here are a few examples.

This photo is over a year ago and it was right after I'd dyed my hair and my blond streak picked up on some of the color and turned pink.  I called it my Easter hair any time someone commented.  Sadly, it washed out, but I loved it for the week or so it lived in my hair.

This mug was gifted to me by Secret Santa two year's ago at our Seapunk Christmas.  I didn't know the girl at all, but give me a coffee cup with my initial on it and I'll love you forever.  It's such a great size that my mom is constantly stealing it.  This also reminds me of the phase I went through last winter where I had a cup of coffee every night before bed.  Caffeine doesn't really affect me (obviously), so this warm beverage soothed me before sleepy time.

I'd been working at the high school for about a month when I took this picture.  Someone randomly surprised me with a coffee and despite being exhausted, I was so excited and felt so loved that I felt the need to coffee-selfie it!

This is what I look like in the morning.  Hair mussed up, major cleavage, and sports bra hanging out like nobody's business.  This cup was gifted to me by one of my best friends for my 25th birthday.  Just seeing the cup makes me tear up because I was in Bismarck a week or two before my actual birthday and she surprised me with a dirtcake (my favorite!), this mug, and this amazing book.  My friends are amazing and this picture just makes me feel warm and happy looking at it and remembering.

Coffee at Dakota Harvest as I met with two gals to discuss our pieces for the Voices of the Valley project.  I wasn't prepared at all so I drank coffee and tried to provide decent feedback to my comrades.

One of the students at my school asked me to come in early so she could work on her online class for an extra hour every day and one the first day I showed up, she greeted me with Starbucks. 
So despite the negative thoughts that come with selfies in general, I'm going to keep posting my pictures because they're more for me than you anyway.  Looking back on these pictures today even put a smile on my face, and I'm happy I have visual reminders of some pretty cool memories.

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