I know that I've been gone for an abysmally long time, but in my defence, I've been very busy (read not busy at all) doing important things (read watching the newest season of Downton Abbey, which, by the way, is absolutely brilliant. Frankly, the show hasn't been this good since Matthew was alive, and I'm going to be quite sad when it's over).
In the six months that I was gone, a lot of things happened to me: I started college to study Economics and English Literature, I took part in a few extra-curricular activities, I gained a reputation as a stalker, I came up with some pretty excellent Tudor analogies, Princess Charlotte grew up a whole lot, and I gave a bunch of exams which I have probably failed, I don't know. And, which is what I really wanted to write about today, I made an Instagram account.
Now, the immediate reason I joined Instagram was so that I could follow Michelle Dockery, who is not on Twitter or any form of social media, other than Instagram, for some reason. It was worth creating a whole new social profile just to follow one popular actress, though, because a few days after I joined, she posted this:
Which just made me so deliriously happy, because I've missed that face too.
Along the way, I started using Instagram less to see what the cast of Downton Abbey was up to, and more to see what people who I knew were up to. Well, 'knew' is perhaps a bit of an overstatement - these were people that I went to college with, but never had the courage to speak to. Most of them used Facebook sparingly, and weren't even on Twitter, so Instagram was the only way I could really follow them online.
I never posted anything. For the longest time, my profile revealed absolutely nothing about myself, because I was afraid of accidentally double-tapping something as I scrolled through someone's pictures from 2013. But when one of my friends pointed out that I wasn't in a position to berate stalkers because I had an Instagram account solely for stalking, I figured it was time to start posting pictures.
And so I do. Occasionally. You can follow me @hrh_nikita for pictures of the letters and postcards that Kensington Palace so kindly sends me every time I write for someone's birthday or Christmas. Also, next year (2016, that is) I am going to attempt the Hundred Book Challenge once again, except this time, I'll be posting pictures of the books that I read on Instagram, which allows me longer descriptions than Twitter.
Also, if you are on Instagram, and I know your name but don't follow you - please don't make your account private. I rely on public accounts for information, and it would break my heart if I couldn't see pictures of where you went for dinner last night,
Posts on my blog have been few and far in between this year, so I'll try and see if I can fill it up a bit this month. I'll definitely write tomorrow, which is a rather special day, and I might write a few more times while I'm on holiday, so come back for that. And please be kind. I haven't written in absolutely ages, and I've completely forgotten how.
Here's a picture of the Cambridge family to tide you over until the next post.
Adorable. Just the best.
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