I was anticipating a recap a few weeks ago. One thing lead to another and as I mentioned before, I couldn’t sit down and write a sentence, let alone post that I wanted to write to save my soul. So, here I am trying to spill out something of coherence and interest.
BlogHer this year was amazing on all levels. I would however be lying if I said it was all sunshine and roses too.
There’s something about it when I get in a big place, somewhere I don’t know… I know the people and I’m not necessarily afraid but I get that little pit in my stomach that kinda resembles a 5 year old longing for their blankey. Know what I mean? Arriving at the hotel, I again like last year, couldn’t believe I was there and that it was happening and again and OMG! am I going to recognize them? will they recognize me? rinse and repeat. I walked up to the front desk, not looking for anyone in particular… got my key and headed up to the room where I was staying with Kim. I knew she wouldn’t be in the room as she was on the Kodak bus tour through NYC but I didn’t know if anyone else would be in there. I took a deep breath as I got closer to the door. The door was open to the room; the ladies were cleaning and making the beds… I started to walk into the room, pulling my luggage and I heard a somewhat frantic, “Miss! MISS! Please stop… MISS!” I turned around to see one of the housekeeping ladies coming at me. “It’s okay! I’ve got the correct room, I have the key right here!” as I pointed to the room number beside the door. “Let me try to put it in the door to make sure it is correct.” She put the key in, green light and she apologized and finished cleaning the room.
Side Note: I’ve never in my life seen someone make a bed as fast as they can. I’d like to take some of those lessons.
As she finished up, I was thankful by all means that she stopped me before entering… what if I would have been going to the wrong room, what if some stranger got in the hotel and ransacked the room because she never stopped them. I told her thank you and that I appreciated her verification of the key and she went on to the next room.
I sat in the hotel room for a few hours after arriving to New York City because I didn’t want to be the awkward one, the odd duck. And, my phone needed to be charged since it died on the plane… so I relaxed in the hotel room for a few hours. I was beyond hungry but I was afraid to go out on the streets… why I don’t know, I was just afraid… afraid I’d look dumb or lost or, I don’t know. So I didn’t. But all I wanted was a pop and just a little something.
Wasn’t I in New York City? Isn’t street meat everywhere on every corner? Apparently I forgot that at the time… or it was just the initial shock of not knowing where anything is. Which, duh… it’s NYC and the last time I was there was 9 years ago… still, I had this little gut feeling of homesickness or just wanting that friend to come grab me and say, “Come On! Let’s go!” but I knew that wasn’t going to happen because I never did go down and introduce myself to all the other beautiful ladies in the lobby… I guess that’s where my whole shyness comes in and well, considering I’m used to living in the country/farm land or at least a suburb or sorts… not a big city filled with more than 8 million people. I was a only a little out of my comfort zone.
Anyways after I finished charging my phone, I decided to venture out by myself… not knowing which direction to go, what was safe or not safe… but I went. Looking back, I wish I would have grasped the fact that I was in such a big city by my self. What an amazingly free feeling… the wind at your face, tunneling between the buildings. The honks and laughter and people from every part of the world… the kids out smiling, families taking pictures with the sun shining brightly. I wish I would have realized what I had on the tips of my fingers, but I didn’t… I didn’t allow myself to go there. I didn’t allow myself to feel free and like I had the whole wide world in front of me.
I ended up finding a Subway (deli, not transportation) and a pop and migrated my way back to the hotel. Slowly becoming more confident in myself out there alone in the big city.
You know, it’s beyond inspiring to see all the other young women out on the streets, dressed cute, head held high, heels on, fashionable purse, big sunglasses, chin up and a smile on their face… they are grasping it all right by the handle and you can just see the confidence pouring out of them.
Because I can’t in any way shape or form possibly clue you in on everything and every happening that DID happen… I’ll show you a few pictures… or in this case A picture because I totally need to get back to work since uh, that’s what I should be doing anyways.
All in all about all the specific events I attended, I would like to write that out tonight… because it’s worth it and it’s important that those of you who have never attended BlogHer in the past, know how much awesomeness you’re missing out on.
I’ve got some stories for people I met… products I received (which of of them, uhh… yeahhhhh, awesome)… and a whole lot more.
Stay tuned and for real, I’ll be back tonight…
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