Four days into the TEA ADVENT, and now I realise there’s just not enough enthusiasm in me to be an influencer…
Sure, I can do the pictures and make things look cool and interesting but honestly, I’m never going to like ROSE TEA. It brings back disturbing childhood memories of Turkish Delight and my Great Grandma, who I think died when she was having a leg amputated… or something, it’s all a bit hazy. Needless to say, this is not the stuff of lovely Instagram layouts. I’m too honest to be an Influencer. I’m not lying for cash, sorry.
This form of bloggin also brings into sharp relief what exactly people will believe and/or swallow in the name of ‘paid promotion’. It is, in essence, the same as the Avon lady who’d come round our house once a week when I was a kid wearing all the products my mum would then purchase, which I’d have a slight interest in. It’s only pyramid selling in a different guise, and that seems to be back.
In the end, however, I am a creature of habit. Give me tea I genuinely like (Earl Grey above) and the World is a better place and there’s no need for dishonesty. The bigger issue, ultimately, is that consumerism will destroy us all unless it is seriously curtailed in the next forty years and all some people seem to be interested in is buying useless crap they don’t need. Tea is a staple for me, I don’t need 30000000 flavours. Just tea works.
The problem then arises that the World isn’t like me, again. They do want Rose Tea and little strings to hang their Air Pods on so they don’t get lost and all the Funko Pops in the world… no, this is not the future. I’ll keep posting the tea reviews, but it’s time to drop the hashtags and the @ to the company who make this stuff. Sorry people, there’s better people to throw money at.
I’ll be over here, just drinking.