It's 5:52 am and we have yet to go to bed. In fact, we just fetched some coffee from the lobby downstairs. Our flight leaves at noon (we thought our needing to wake up at 9am was WAY too risky for bedtime) when I will be accompanying BMC to her native Portland for a couple of days.
It's high time for me to go home, that's for sure, but truth be told? I can barely function without my crazy friend. She's the Dick to my Jane and I don't care who knows it.
Blogher was great fun. I didn't go to any of the sessions but adventures were certainly had. From rhymes with D to a spontaneous carriage ride to fetch some cash (see below) and much fun behind the scenes. I met dozens of AMAZING women, got to hang out with old friends and brought way too many shoes. Good times.
Dutch and Juney of Sweet-Juniper
Liz from Mom-101 = amazing urinal skeels
Larry and Rachel from SMITH magazine
Susan from Huff Post and Romi Lassally = tre, tre chic!
Erik Westra, old friend, mofo and creator of LagMag. Go buy yourself a copy of Issue#2, ye fans of music and art!)
Sandwich from Imperfect Parent party-- the only edible free food I ate all weekend.
Playing Hooky at Blogher: The Movie
Directed, edited and mostly narrated by BMC.
***GGC does not condone smoking anywhere other than horse-drawn carriages during Happy Hour***
If you're not sick of blogher faces click, here for more photos. Word up, Blofos!