Some people just enjoy putting the woe is me spin on things. Personally my cup is half full and that makes half way to tipsy. I've loved reading your blogher posts.
Yes yes and yes. There was good, there was bad, there was ugly. But overall so worth it.
I got tired of it quickly last year. My fave part was a boat cruise with Redneck Mommy on Sunday!
That said, I would go again too.
I knew there would be some drama and high school shit and I was determined to ignore it completely and I did. The keynote things was excruiating - you are right that is why we do not rule the world...
Was there a lot of drama? People, join me in my happy bubble! It's warm and cozy in here! 
Wow-lots of behind the scenes stuff I missed - I think that's a good thing. Meeting you on the first night and chatting with you and Amanda at the closing party = bright event bookends. Thanks for filling us in our your experience-you are a talented writer and a fun person to know!
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my experience at blogher was really only positive. rainbows and unicorns (because i got to meet you, of course!)
ps...i am, by far, the world's WORST introducer. don't hate me.
HI! Delurking to comment that the whole "vibe" thing is the reason I'd be apprehensive of travelling to BlogHer. Because my closest gal pals don't get the "blog thing" I'd be travelling solo and hoping that all these cool witty women enjoyed me in person. That and I don't have a baby, or a steady boyfriend for that matter, so my common ground, it feels small.
Thanks for sharing 
This is why I'm so glad I went with a group last year. I'm not the throw-caution-to-the-wind girl that you are, and would have been totally overwhelmed, but for the fact that I went with fabulous people I knew, and we looked out for each other even while meeting new people. I'm glad you have the gusto, though!
this is a brilliant assessment of the whole business, but i have to disagree, only because i'm convinced that women scrap because we're a minority group, not because we can't rule. i think if we were the ruling rulers (which we totally fucking are, imo), we would cease scrapping and start being a lot more goddam generous. i really do.
second, a lot of us crazee bloggers have nagging, stupid anxiety disorders of one stripe or other, and being surrounded by that much beauty, brilliance, and fabulous gnitted fashion all at once is fucking overwhelming x 1000. so the negativos that resulted, at least for me, were mainly b/c i couldn't hold my liquor. er, you know what i mean. i got embarrassed over feeling too raw, too exposed. and don't do well w/social shit. so, yeah.
that's not to say it wasn't kick-ass, and amazing, and so fucking wonderful to see everyone i love and to meet people i've loved from afar forever, like you, b/c it was.
just, you know. good/bad. yin/yang. poo/pee.
etc.
xoxo Deb
All I know is that I never feel alone when there's someone who will stand in a dark corner at a party and talk with me about cats. Thanks for being that person for me. It was a pleasure.
It was SO nice meeting you. (I just can't resist that Canadian girl charm)
Oh, Nadine. I wish I ran into you more at the conference because that...was hilarious. I loved the knitter/eyeball-crafter/bedazzler analogy! I didn't feel much 'o the drama, but I brought a friend who loves me for reals. I did get the vibe once or twice, though: not cool. Whatever. I went for dim sum and got over it.
Oh, yes, yes and YES. A lot of this is what terrifies me, TERR-I-FIES me about BlogHer.
I was a bit surprised by the negative comments (I had to do a massive de-Twitter because the negative chatter was throwing off my chi). Last year's Blogher really was not my thing (don't drink, not big on crowds) but it's not like I was held prisoner there. SF is such an awesome city (as was Chicago -- to be truthful, what with my BFF being there and Magnificent Mile being, like, a $2 cab ride away it was more tempting for me to play hooky than to stay inside some conference room) that it's impossible not to enjoy it. Wherever you go, there you are, as they say.
I think that the false intimacy of the internet leads to disappointment. I think a lot of people who read bloggers feel like they know them and that they are soul sisters so a diss hurts more than it would if you were at a regular old business conference and some dude was rude to you in the elevator. (Years ago, Pauly Shore openly dissed me right before he threw up in a planter. Can you get more dissed than that? Mind you Mark Wahlberg let me feel his abs at the same party, which, you know, sort of made up for it.)
But I was not surprised that you rocked it because you love -- and are loved by -- everyone you meet. (Jared Leto notwithstanding but he's, you know, the crazy dude in Bo Derek braids and silver crocs, no? Chloe is so much cooler.)
I think some people just get a sort of social burnout...with that many people interacting for that many consecutive hours, it's bound to happen. I'm so happy we got to hang out and stuff!
I think this is the best recap I've read. although, I've been avoiding them, to be honest. the posts about bff too - miss one too many parties and, yup, it feels like you say - like you've sat down at a table where there's a conversation going on and nobody bothers to introduce themselves.
I AM going next year if it's anywhere reachable and no one dies, loses their job or gets pregnant. Will you sit with me?
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