glamor photos and social science

[sistawendy]

But first: m'boy and I had a fabulous PCC picnic in the perfect weather on the far side of Green Lake, which of course involved walking around the lake. There was Eastsider spoiled teen whining about all the walking, to be sure, but less than usual.

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You all remember my photos from a few days back, right? Well, I've noticed something about the reaction to them: people seem to either like the first and third (the pic for this entry) best as the photographer leenerella, my mother, and I do, or they like the second and fourth best, as do maida_mac, gement, and the Siberian Siren.

Why is this? My theory is that it's because leenerella and I are both hippy chicks to a considerable degree: less artiness appeals to us, even if leenerella is the one who conceived the art in question. Mom's hardly a hippy, but she's a very left-brained woman who came of age in the middle of the last century at the height of modernism; she's also disinclined toward what John Lennon once called jiggery-pokery. It's also hard to get less hippy than the Siberian Siren.

I'm not going to take a poll about who likes which photos better, much less adjust any dating sites accordingly. My preference may say even more about me than the photos themselves.

Comments

[gement.livejournal.com]

I dig and totally agree with your reasoning. The most profile-worthy pictures are the ones you think look most like you. My taste for glam is pretty meaningless in that context.