Social media - a young person's game?

Only vain, young people would consider living their life broadcasted on various social media platforms.

And no one would watch anyone older than the age of 25 blog, vlog or snapchat about their life as surely, someone that old couldn't possibly have anything interesting to talk about.

Scanning places like Instagram, youtube and snapchat, it would certainly seem that way. Short of some "yummy mummy does the school run in style" type accounts these places seem largely populated by young, child-free fashion and beauty bloggers/vloggers.

Where are the women in their thirties, forties and fifties to follow? Granted, it's not too hard to find some stylish people on Instagram, but a picture isn't the same as a blog or a vlog. I am quite enjoying the youtube vlogs of the youngsters, but would love to see some people my age on there too. It seems they are hard to find.

Are we just too busy to consider publishing content on a media platform that requires more than a shutter click and a filter? Or have we got nothing interesting to share? Perhaps we feels it's too narcissistic to broadcast ourselves that way. Let's not forget that youtube has no filter on it, so you'd have to be happy to be seen publicly from all angles - in full HD.

I'm not sure if I could come up with creative content on a regular basis on such a platform, but it does feel like there is a gap in the "market" here.

If there are any women in their thirties or forties enjoying any of these platforms for more than the odd picture or post about their kids, let me know!

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