Courtney Love is one of the most avid Pinterest users I’ve ever seen. I started following her about a week ago and am not sure if I regret it or not. Even if I did, I’m too lazy and too much of a fan to unsubscribe.
Much like my borderline spam email notifications from Spin and Ticketmaster, I’m constantly worried that I’m going to miss something. But, just like the of millions of other people who receive these updates, nothing ever happens.
For those of you unfamiliar with Pinterest, it’s like Tumblr except more visual and with less customization options.
You do your regular internet surfing of cats-playing-the-piano or whatever and click a “pin it” button to add photos to various albums that you have named (something about DIY, or dolls, or creepy Harajuku shit, it doesn’t matter).
Well, everyone’s favorite female rock star seems addicted to this new form of online scrapbooking.
I haven’t told many people this, because it makes me feel uncomfortable (everyone will just think I’m hallucinating) but I’m pretty sure she emailed me once. Or emailed me back, I should say.
I wrote an article about her daughter that mentioned Kurt Cobain and started noticed that someone had commenting on it (and other articles), and there were many indications that the person either was Courtney, or a very convincing pretender.
So, I wrote them using the provided email account and was shocked by the responses because, despite the fact that it could easily have been an imposter, the way it was written really made me believe that it was her.
Call it intuition or years of non-professional human analysis, or psychic ability, but I’m really going to fight you if you try to tell me that I didn’t talk to Courtney Love for a few minutes, mostly because I really hope it was her.
“I dunno for sure if I am talking to Courtney Love, but if I am, I guess when that barrier between the computer and the actual celebrity falls, I am left with an unsettling dose of reality.”
I will just mention that it’s great she’s channeling her creativity into something harmless and positive (pictures of teacups and lace gowns make people happy, right?).
If she wants to pin 600 pictures of transparent thongs in one day, that’s her prerogative.
And no, you can’t have her email address. Take my Pinterest and we’ll call it [not] even [at all], deal?