I pulled the trigger and bought a ticket to next month’s BlogHer convention in San Diego. And panic has officially set it.
Even though I’ve read the posts at Mommypants and Amber Page Writes about what/what not to fret about as a newbie, I still can’t help but let my anxiety get the best of me.
I’m a wallflower. I’m always on the outer edges and never fully in the mix. I’ve been that way my whole life. It’s not something I love about myself but something I’ve become accustom too. It’s kind of frustrating.
|Guess which one is me!|
I worry that I’ll make a bad first impression and won’t be able to recovery. Embarrassed, I’ll retreat to my hotel room, order dinner and a pay-per-view movie and follow BlogHer’s evening events (read: parties) on Twitter.
Speaking of parties. Thank God the sponsored parties are non-RSVP. I find that I’m already feeling a lot like the middle school ‘tween who didn’t get invited to the sleep over. I’m begging on Twitter to win an invite to some random party. Why? I don’t know. Because it seems like everyone else is going except for me. I’m starting to become a little pathetic.
But am I just supposed to cruise into the Sparklecorn or the CheeseburgHer parties and hit the dance floor by myself? I may cruise in and hit the bar by myself and then see where that takes me. I’m not so afraid to do that.
Now, don’t even get me started on what to wear. This didn’t even cross my mind until I saw Little Hen House start putting together day and night outfits for other attendees. I mean, I live in jeans, a tee, and flip flops. Dresses and skirts are so out of my comfort zone. Heels? Forget about it. And the only accessories I ever wear are usually my wedding ring and diamond studs.
But…I have started pinning some outfits I like and I picked up an uber-popular pair of wedge sandals from Target to get me started. You can check them out here on my Pinterest board. Tell me what you think.
So, are you going to BlogHer ’11? Are you a newbie like me? Or an experienced blogging convention goer?