Nowadays, one can count on one hand how many stories or pictures are posted on Instagram a day without either a filter or makeup on. And because of this, Instagram has become an unrealistic sounding board for what beauty is supposed to be, a method of comparison. Instagram posts have become the thing with which one measures beauty. Yet God forbid you to post a picture where the sun isn’t hitting you just right, or your cheeks don’t have that “naturally” flushed look, or a picture where you’re not looking off to the side with a misty look on your face, unaware of a camera. Because the beauty one strives for now, is not only unreachable but spontaneous. Or God forbid the existence of a public picture that contains blemishes on the skin and portrays a normal human being with pores.