I have been fascinated with Instagram. I figured if the cool people in my life, Kitty and Alex are into it (along with Tumblr) then I needed to at least participate to be semi relevant. Plus, why not share those media outlets to see what they are up too, seeing, enjoying and sharing. And, much like Alex promised, it IS Great. It is strictly visual with captions...so why not participate, share those snippets that I come across--and have a place to go back to to see trends, or even time snapshots of what I am thinking, learning. And so, this adventure begins. If you want to follow me (no pressure) I am qcassetti.
I am doing this for the visual, for the sharing of images of my life, and to join the community of my friends doing the same--so you will get illustration, art history, family pix, one eyed cat pix (he is very photogenic and will stand still), recipes and things I see. For others who fascinate me, Instagram is a medium to build a myth, to tell their fabricated stories to a wide audience of followers. These folks twitter up a storm with brilliant insights into their tedious little non worlds--and use Instagram to do the same. These are the "I am famous because I want to be famous" celebrities like Paris Hilton, All the K Kardashians, The Housewives, and the single name fame bachelors and bachelorettes. There is nothing that these folks have done to change the world for the beter, to cure cancer, to make someone else's journey easier or their load lighter. These celebrities live to consume, to pose as big consumers whose YOLO ("you only live once") lifestyle has become a model for many. I love these faux celebrities and they have during my immobile time-- been my go to to watch in a fascinated, almost social anthropoligical way--trying to understand this phenom and wrap my head around it. Why is this life of la dolce vita far more sublime than the smelly, less than perfect lives we all live--with edges, dirty windows, crumb filled cars, sincere, fact based opinions, and positive change for the community that these people crown as a cherry on the top of the American dream? Seems so upside down...but, candidly, their vacuous lives are like watching real live Ken and Barbie having real life adventures and dates. There is absolutely nothing real about it...and if only they would really crank up the makeup, hair, clothes and environment to the fantasy the Barbie World would have...it would and could be art. The problem is that these shows try to keep it relevant and "real" by the personalities having jobs and stuff. But there really is nothing better than Snookie drunk on the beach falling down in her gigantic fluffy slippers...or the typecasting on the Bachelor combined with the inane and regular exclamations like "I think she is opening up to me" or " I am here to find a wife". I mean, come ON. I think the antique word for all of this is not fun, but vulgar. And, as a marketing person, vulgar sells.
Okay. So that's the lead in to todays fascination. Meet Dan. Dan Blizerian, the real live James Bondian, YOLO personal favorite. If you do not follow Dan, do it for amusement and to remind yourself (in your cube in front of your computer creating XCel spreadsheets, or writing copy about the newest bloodtest, or responding to the crapload of emails that are coming your way) that someone out there is living the Las Vegas lifestyle...and not leaving it there, but sharing with you. Also, maybe you will puzzle over this (like I do)...Is Dan Bilzerian real? or is he a model who is being shot and Instagrammed by the NRA? or Las Vegas Travel and Tourism? Crystal? This is just all too well done, too funny in the Howard Stern universe, and too unreal to be real.
Dan Bilzarian, Instagram
There is Dan....and he is perfect. He is a man's man...from his body building to his military career, ability to shoot, to fly airplanes and helicopters. There is Dan, the collector of sublime, severe, and heavy duty, high tech weapons that he transports on his private plane, or helicopter that he pilots. There is Dan, the ladies' man-- topless or topless with cuffs and a collar pouring Perrier- Jouet for the bevy of bikini (that is the most many of these women wear) clad babilicious babes. There is Dan, the professional gambler who finances all of this world of wonder from his earnings at the tables. There's more! There is Dan who gets and gives fabulous gifts (quoting directly from the man, 1 month ago- -"Bobby & @bjbaldwin just gave me this badass RZR custom built by @928_powersports... Let's get it @dipsexxxxy @jayayers @franknapoli#GoodToHaveRichFriends
Dan is an actor. He gets parts in action movies as "bad guys" and flies down for his time on set....taking a break from the fun poolside or at the practice range. Dan uses Instagram to get input and do research on his future purchases like this Bra Bus ( I assume, it is a car to transport Bros as Bra is an alt of that word and not about the feminine undergarment).
The naked girls in Dan's life are pretty amazing. My favorite is the naked bowling shot (with pasties for discretion). Then there are pictures of money, and of stacks of red $25,000 chips of Vegas money. His bags are full of chips. He has tables stacked with money. He has cars galore and shares the wheels with all of us.
And Dan is a softie because he loves his cat, @Smushball (who also has an instagram site) who Dan brags watches Dan have sex. Even Smushball has 42,000 followers but no following. It seems that Smushball may be an indicator that Dan might be setting down with one fox...versus the bevy in the boat party pix. Smushball refers to Dan as "daddy" and is often photographed with I would assume, with "mommy". Smushball travels in a totebag on the private plane with Mommy. So who knows. Dan might have a soft, more sensitive side than what is projected with the guns, money, babes and anything with a motor.
Did I mention that Dan has a Wikipedia Page?
It never stops. Am I nuts? Is this real? or a myth...If it is a myth--why or who is building this story. Love it as it has nothing to do with me, my life, my beliefs...but what is it doing to those who think this is "making it"?