This past weekend I went to Miami for my first mommy-blogging* conference since I’ve become a mommy-blogger*.
[*Insert crazy amount of arguing and/or debate about whether or not that is a good and/or real term or even a good and/or real thing at all.]
I’ve never been to Miami but decided I should base all of my assumptions about the town on two of my favorite fucked up TV shows: Dexter and Nip/Tuck. While I didn’t see any evidence to support the serial killer stereotype, I did see some nice ladies with some even nicer work. We were staying at the Ritz-Carlton after all.
Before I even left for the conference, my dream came true in that my big-time blog crush, the woman I want to be when I grow up and one of my favorite women in the world, agreed to be my roommate. Yep, I slept in the same room as BOSSY. This is what Bossy looks like (circa 2008)…
(And I may have tried to make some money at the White party by taking advantage of this fact. No judgement. Things were expensive at the Ritz-Carlton.)
Of course, both Bossy and I forgot to take our cameras with us to any of the Mom 2.0 events. We also both never took our laptops out…in case you’re wondering how we roll at blogging conferences.
To better help you visualize what our weekend was like, I thought I would enlist the help of two women that look amazingly like us…
I know. It’s uncanny.
Here we are at the White party, after an afternoon of $15 guacamole by the pool…
One morning, Bossy and I ran together. It was wet, hot and not nearly as appealing as those two descriptors make it sound. With a few exceptions, it looked just like this…
The closing party of the conference was held at the Versace mansion in South Beach. That dude knew how to party. With a communal shower featuring seven showerheads and an adjoining opium-smoking room, I’m certain that Versace had no problem getting laid. You’re not going to believe what Bossy and I wore to that schmancy party…
Okay, enough wowing you with how hot we were all weekend. What were some other highlights of Mom 2.0?
(Be warned. Lots of humble-bragging and linking to follow.)
- Having Susan tell me she loved my dress. She’s a fashion blogger – they can’t lie!
- Having Doug tell me that I smile with my whole face. In his best made-for-radio voice.
- Having Gabrielle confirm what I suspected about reality television: it’s not real! Like at all.
- Hearing a TED speaker who made me proud of my college alma mater. No more shame spiral about the good ol’ U of H.
- Teaching a NYT best-selling author about Flo Rida. Because I’m sophisticated & well-read like that.
- Experiencing the most comical and choreographed shot of tequila EVER. (No links included to protect the guilty. You know who you are and Guadalajara will never be the same.)
- Realizing that Bossy is better in real life. Duh. And cursing her for my sore abs.
- Having a crazy blog flashback to the first time I was at a blog conference hanging out with Meagan Francis…five years ago.
Was the conference worth it? Most definitely. I laughed, I lounged, I learned and I came home recharged. With nary a sunburn to show for it.
Thanks to everyone at Mom 2.0. For a bunch of mommybloggers (and CEOs and cancer survivors and pioneers), y’all rock.
{Also, if anyone can get that Will Smith song out of my head, I owe you one.}