Stephanie asked me to go a bit deeper into the whole BlogHer thing, so I will. Kinda. (Just for you Stephanie!)
To be fair, I did not have a full BlogHer ticket. I had something called LobbyCon. I bought it at the last minute from someone who was selling it. I paid $60 but they were selling them first-hand for $100. I joked to Meagan when we were signing in that we had been lobby-conned, because really? We got like one of those bracelets you get when you go to a waterpark and a sticker-nametag from Staples. This waterpark bracelet got me into almost nothing. I think it got me into the Expo Hall and that may be it. It honestly would have been difficult to attend sessions with Alice anyway, so I suppose it was for the best. I was just a bit surprised at how afterthought the Lobby Con thing seemed. There wasn't even an organized way for the Lobby Con people to hang out with the other Lobby Con people, which is lame.
My biggest complaint? It was hard to see everyone.
I wanted there to be a big party or something right off the bat that included nametags that said @soandso in big letters and a computerized list of who all was in attendance. Maybe even with links to our blog and twitter pages! It could be interactive! And on a big touch screen! With profile pictures and bios! Also, I'm not sure this system is invented yet outside of NASA or Gattaca or maybe Steve Job's basement. So, uh, anyway.
The events that I did attend were lovely. I personally blog because I think it's fun to write stuff down and because I really love getting to know other people that like to write stuff down.
And from that perspective it was pretty wonderful. I got meet many of those and they were fabulous. And for that reason, I would go back. With or without my Alice-girl.
(A quick note on that...)
I am kind of surprised at the negative backlash against the moms taking their babies out and about because I was stopped every three feet by someone gushing over my daughter's sweet face. When I wasn't talking to someone about my baby I was smiling back at the crowd of people all smiling over at her. It was kind of like wearing a little tiny celebrity on my chest. The fact that I was often with Steph & Ivy and Meagan & Clara and Sarah & Asher-- all also wearing their babies-- elevated us from "mom wearing cute well-named baby" to "POSSEE OF MOMS WEARING ADORABLE WELL-NAMED BABIES" and quite honestly I think people were intimidated by all the cute.
Wouldn't you be?
PS. Sparklecorn people, I snuck into your party. I snuck into your party while there was a huge line outside and ate your hot salty chips and guacamole and delicious vegetables with ranch dip and got a free stick of deodorant. And I'm not sorry at all.