It is the day I have been dreading for a while now. I’ve put it off til the last conceivable moment. I really wish I didn’t have to do this. I’m absolutely terrified.
It’s time to pack for BlogHer.
Every day I get online and I check the BlogHer facebook group that I am a member of. Every day someone posts a question about an article of clothing. Every day someone posts a picture of an outfit. Everyday I stare at my closet and sigh. “I have NOTHING to wear”
Of course, that’s not true. I have clothes. I mean, not a whole lot since I’m starting from scratch post baby. It’s not as if I’m running around naked every day or fashioning dresses out of trash bags. I do have clothes. It’s just that I don’t seem to have the RIGHT clothes. This is BlogHer….in NEW YORK CITY. I don’t own any New York City clothes. I own Target clothes. Old Navy clothes. Inexpensive, non-designer, comfortable clothes.
At first (and up until last night) I was stressing out about my lack of fashionable apparel. Would brand representatives scoff at my Chuck Taylors? Would other bloggers laugh when I showed up to an event in a $10 clearance dress from JC Penny? Yes? Maybe? Probably not. I’ve come to realize that I just don’t care what they think of my clothes. I am who I am. My blog isn’t about high fashion. It isn’t about the latest designer trends. Its about a new mom. It’s an honest look at my real life. Clearance dresses and all.
I’m going to BlogHer in my Chucks, my Old Navy pants, my Target tank top. I’m going to BlogHer in my own skin. I’m not dressing to make a statement. I’m not dressing to impress anyone. I am dressing as myself. I will feel comfortable. I will feel confident. I will feel like me. If a brand rep is judging me based on my clothing, then they are not a brand I want to associate with. Don’t get me wrong, I will look “nice” I wont be frumpy, or sloppy. But I wont be on the cover of any fashion magazines either.
I will be wearing one super amazing accessory. Avery, in a Beco carrier. That’s about as trendy as you can get!