I’m going to BlogHer next month and I am so excited. It’s my first time. That’s right, I’m a newbie. I’m a novice. I’m a beginner.
I’m a little nervous.
It’s going to be a blast because I get to meet all of my blogging friends (well, almost all of them) in person and prove to Jim, once and for all, that they are not imaginary people. I’m nervous because I haven’t been to a conference in years and hope I remember how to behave at one. I hope I don’t break out singing, “I’m a little teacup…” at the worst possible moment or try to cut someone’s beef up for them at dinner. I’m really going to have to control myself.
I’m already in a panic about what to wear. Most of my “professional” clothes are pretty outdated, dusty, and a size too small. So, I am staring into my closet and saying a prayer and doing online window shopping like a desperate housewife, artist mom, who has paint on everything…even her shoes. Yeah, it’s that bad. Don’t even get me started on my hair. I’m not sure I can even make it look professional. It has a mind of its own and that mind is wild. My hair is like the bad-boys your mother warned you about.
I really wanted to wear Jeans and a T-Shirt. Or yoga pants. My blogging friends talked me out of that, “You need to dress nice. For the pictures. Do it for posterity’s sake.” Oh yeah, Tiny-Small doesn’t want to have to say, “My mom’s the one dressed like she’s going to a rock concert in 1985.” So, I am putting in some effort. I promise. Which is too bad really, because I made my own T-shirt and had plans to bring my own swag. You know, just in case nobody wants to give me any of theirs. I know my blog is small and lovely and not likely to attract people handing out Dyson vacuums. Which is fine with me because then I’d have to vacuum and who wants that? I’m not expecting to get the kind of prizes bloggers who have been featured on The Today Show get from the sponsors courting them to sell their wares. So, I was planning on coming prepared. You know, with my own prizes. Because you have to look successful to be successful, or whatever that business expert mumbo jumbo is.
Instead, I’m just going to focus on looking like a grownup and bring my bag so I can carry around all the swag I might get. Plus, I plan on collecting all of the business cards I can. I’m pretty sure that alone will make me look successful.
I’m not just worrying about what to wear. I am also worrying about what I am going to learn, and if my blog is going to get the improvements it needs, and if I am going to make some good connections, friends, aquaintances…will anyone even speak to me??? Will I find other artists there? Will they want to talk to me? Will I be cool enough to fit in? It’s taking me back to high school all over again. Luckily, I’m 39 years old, and not an insecure teenager anymore, so those worries are short-lived. I know I’ll have fun and make the best of it, and learn all of the stuff I want to learn, and meet all of the cool, kind, funny people I want to meet. I have faith. I know it’s going to be all sorts of awesome. I guess I’m saying I am more excited than nervous. Which is a good thing, right? I’m also hoping there will be some art store sponsors that want to give me free paint. A girl can dream, can’t she?
Plus, I get to see The Bloggess speak so there is that.
Jim and Tiny-Small are coming with me. They are going to be hanging out by the pool, visiting children’s museums, and eating sushi all day long while I hobnob with some of the greatest minds of our times. There are some really talented bloggers out there. I’m pretty sure I’ll be star struck for three days straight. That is, when I recognize people.
Here it comes: My absolute biggest fear is that I won’t recognize all of the fantastic people. I mean, to be honest, I have a lot of trouble keeping track of who writes which blog. Even blogs that I read all the time. I am always asking my closest blogging friends, “Which blog does she write again?” Seriously. I thought I was just bad at remembering names when I met someone in person for the first time. It turns out I am just bad at names, faces, and blog titles. Gah! I don’t want to be rude. I may have to make some cheat-sheet notes so I don’t bug people like Quirky Chrissy the whole time I am there with questions like, “Who was that again?” and “Do I know her?”
So, if you see a slightly befuddled woman with big hair and an even bigger smile, come say hi. I want to meet you. I want to read your blog. I want to party with you like it’s 1999. Literally. Mostly because then my clothes will still be in style.
Are you going to BlogHer 14? is it your first time? What worries do you have? What are your hopes and dreams? If you’ve been to the conference before, what is the best advice you can give me?
P.S. I’m also attending Path Finder Day and have signed up for “The Path To Visual Artist.” I hope to see you there!