Aaah, the world before Instagram: much simpler times. You would actually leave your house to hang out with your friends and ask your parents if you could call each other on the home phone. The internet was a luxury that your parents sometimes let you use, and when you did get to use it, these were your platforms of choice. Major nostalgia.
MSN, we miss you dearly. Nudging your friends 85 times in a row, changing your status to the song your listening to, and replacing every letter with a moving gif. Nothing says classic web nostalgia quite like MSN.
Myspace was the real instigator of modern social media. Before Facebook, it was all about who your top friends were in Myspace, which really spelled out to your mates who was important and who wasn’t. Hours upon hours were spent perfecting your profile to fit that emo phase you were so deeply embedded in. Shoutout to Myspace Tom and thanks to Kim K for this fab Myspace profile.
Habbo Hotel was the beginning of most of our social media/gaming addiction. It also for some reason reflected our worth online: how cool your avatar was, if you were a member on the game, how many friends you had on your list. It was kind of the more grown version of Club Penguin (we’ll get to that later.) What a simple life.
I guess you can’t really claim that Omegle is social media, but it was still a lot of fun for us to go behind our parents back and do something that we really weren’t allowed to do online. Between talking to other random 14 year olds globally, and unsolicited dick pics, Omegle was one hell of a ride. Good riddance, really.
The advertisements for IMVU still flash in my mind like a bad dream. If you were on the internet and went a day without seeing an IMVU ad, it was a lucky day. Nonetheless, we still caved in and signed up. Boy, was this a fun game. Money down the drain, hours spent customising your avatar until it perfectly fit in with whatever phase you were going through at the time. The best part is that it still exists.
Piczo was a niche market for those who weren’t ever really allowed to use Myspace. Hardly any of your friends used it, so it was a great place to keep up your internet alias. It was still a great platform to turn your page into a shit storm of gifs and unwanted music playing.
Most of us were lucky enough to have spent a lot of good quality time decking out our igloos with the finest furniture and multi-coloured puffles. The most nerve-wracking time of our lives was working up the courage to ask our parents to pay for our membership. But most of the time they caved 😉 This is a tribute to one of the best games/social media ever.
So to all the best social media before Insta, we miss you dearly. Thank you for bringing us into the world of the internet in the best way possible.