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I can’t quit you, BlogHer.

I have this weird relationship with BlogHer. In an odd sort of way, BlogHer is like an unexpected first relationship.

I went to Ginger's Bar, I met the Jimmy Dean sun, I met Dani Shay, and I met the Lorax at BlogHer12.

I went to Ginger’s Bar, I met the Jimmy Dean sun, I met Dani Shay, and I met the Lorax at BlogHer12.

I first went to BlogHer12 when it was in New York City, and I felt kind of overwhelmed. Even though it was in my backyard, it was still mind-boggling. Blogging was new to me, and I hadn’t quite gotten the hang of it, but OMG everything was new and shiny and the people there GOT MY WEIRDNESS.

Photo Credit: The BlogHer ’13 Fashion Show brought to you by Ulta.

Photo Credit: The BlogHer ’13 Fashion Show brought to you by Ulta.

When BlogHer13 happened, I was a lot more confident in my blog, and myself. The conference was less new and shiny and more about enjoying the intimacy of being able to be with My People. I went out of my comfort zone by being a model in a fashion show, but, outside of that, I stuck to the familiarity of people I had grown accustomed to.

a suitcase full of some of my poetry books

how I spent BlogHer14: POETRY BOOKS

By the time BlogHer14 rolled around, I was kind of tired and jaded. I couldn’t swing flying out to San Jose for a blogging conference– especially after my first year of teaching, student loan debt, and saving for a wedding. I tried to make it work, and for a brief second it looked like it might, but then my logic came back and I realized BlogHer14, my wallet, and I just weren’t a good mix anymore. It just wasn’t our time.

I’ve kind of been feeling “over” BlogHer, or maybe just over my blog, but then two things happened: 1. I decided to partake in November’s NaBloPoMo, and 2. it was announced that BlogHer15 would be back in my backyard in NYC. I kind of feel like I’m (maybe) going back to an old relationship that I’m not entirely sure about. (It’s feeling like my college years! Ha.) I’m not sure if I’m the same blogger– or person– I was a year or two ago. It’s been more of an effort than a joy to be a sassy ginger. I’ve had more fun connecting with people in the wedding industry on GayBrideGuide. Heck, I don’t even know if I actually will make it to BlogHer15, although I can’t imagine knowing the conference is happening so closeby and being able to stay away.

BlogHer, I can’t quit you.

Dear newbs

Dear BlogHer newbies,

Last year I was one of you. I had just started blogging regularly, and I was super duper excited to be going to BlogHer’12 in NYC, just a (theoretical) skip and hop away from Jersey. I went completely unsure of myself, not really knowing what to anticipate, and feeling like an awkward redheaded teen in the middle of puberty on the first day of high school.

It was kind of like looking like this in high school, except I wasn't 14 year old me dressed up as Napoleon Dynamite for Halloween.

It was kind of like looking like this in high school, except I wasn’t 15 year old me dressed up as Napoleon Dynamite for Halloween.

If you’re anything like I was last year, you’re following the #BlogHer13 hashtag, joining every possible Facebook group you can find, and super nervous and unsure if you’re worthy of going to BlogHer.

You might also have noticed that there are some nice groups, and some not-so-nice groups.

The nice groups are full of extremely friendly people, words of wisdom, people forming nonsensical inside jokes, and lots of “Don’t worry!” posts.

The not-so-nice groups are full of the blogging Plastics.

Plastics, Mean Girls

While I haven’t seen too many in the groups I belong to, they’re the ones who are constantly making others feel bad about not getting private party invites, not having a bajillion likes, fans, or followers, or not being paid bloggers.

The number of Plastics at BlogHer is so teeny tiny it’s not worth worrying about. Seriously.

Don’t sweat it if you’re not invited to a private party. Don’t freak out if (gasp) you have to pay for your own ticket, airfare, and hotel at BlogHer. Don’t be upset if only your mom and your best friend read your blog.

BlogHer is about meeting people, living life, and indulging in a life changing experience. You will leave BlogHer feeling exhausted, slightly hung over (unless you’re pregnant. Then totes give me your drink tickets.), and inexplicably fulfilled. You don’t need to be known by 50,000 people by the end of the conference. Set out to meet one new friend, and you’ll end up with a ton.

My biggest regret from my first BlogHer is not savoring it more. I worried too much about private parties and what others thought of me. I was self-conscious and convinced everyone knew that I was the new kid on the block. (And not in a cute Joey McIntyre sort of way!) My plan for this year’s BlogHer is to embrace as many BlogHer parties as possible, meet up with some of my favorite bloggers, and go home feeling like all is right in the world. I’m already starting to feel like I’ve regained my sense of direction and I haven’t even started packing for BlogHer yet!

So don’t worry. Don’t fret. Take a deep breath. Everything will be fine, and your BlogHer experience will be as fabulous as you make it. If you have a momentary freak out and need a hug, find me at the conference, and as long as my arms aren’t filled with three bags, a plate, and a a drink that can spill, I will welcome you with open arms.

Love,

Kailynn

(You can probably track me at BlogHer by tweeting me @THEGingerSass. Muahz.) 

This is what I look like when I have a headshot taken for grad school and insert a BlogHer thingy in the corner.

This is what I look like when I have a headshot taken for grad school and insert a BlogHer thingy in the corner.

The key to self-discovery

In honor of BlogHer13 being less than a month away, I will be trying to post regularly about my growth as a blogger in the past year.

I went to BlogHer12 as a new, inexperienced blogger. I didn’t know much about blogging… Or much about myself. The experiences I had, and the people I met through blogging have given me the courage and strength to embark on a journey of self-discovery and growth through my writing. While I’ve had my ups and downs over the past year, one thing has remained the same: my blog has been my outlet.

 

I guess you could almost say BlogHer and blogging has been a key part of my journey this past year.

 

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