Until she became friends with him on Facebook.
After a few weeks of getting frustrated that his privacy settings didn't allow her to properly stalk, she sent him a friend request. And he accepted (which by today's standards means they're practically married).
Like a kid in a candy store, she excitedly viewed his profile for the first time, but was hit with a sinking feeling. His online persona did not match the real one she had grown accustomed to. Questions swirled around in her mind:
- Why does he take so many pictures of himself in the mirror with his phone?!
- Why does he post soooo many status updates?
- Pleated khakis? Really? His date attire never showed signs of something like this! What's next, a silk shirt?
She said to me, disheartened, over g-chat, "Ignorance is bliss, Jess."
I told her to just focus on the good times ... and stop looking at his mobile uploads. In the grand scheme of things, she should just be thankful his hair does not look like this:
More on Facebook Etiquette from The Savvy Mrs. here:
Facebook Breakup Etiquette
Facebook Faux Pas
Me, My Husband ... and Facebook