This picture is the best picture to represent what I’ve been doing for the last three days. Welcome to Texas Style Council, y’all. A three-day extravaganza of bloggers, brands, and creatives, dressed absolutely adorably, in Austin, TX, run by Indiana Adams, where people come to be inspired, to learn, and to meet some awesome new people.
First of all, can I please say I am SO PROUD of myself. There were only five people from the entire northeast and I didn’t know know (similar to the emphasis of like like) anybody at the conference. I had read a bunch of people’s blogs beforehand so I felt like I knew them, but that was about it. But I went. And I introduced myself to people, and I had some great conversations, and if I didn’t feel like being outgoing I just entertained myself for a little bit.
I’ll do the actual recap from this event a little bit later this week after I have time to go over all of my notes and really think about everything I heard and learned, but for now, I figured I would let y’all in on some secrets of the weekend.
CONFESSION NUMBER ONE
I kind of really thought that all of the bloggers that I had heard of beforehand were going to be taller. I know this sounds weird, but it’s kind of in the same way that I think that all celebrities are tall (not that bloggers are celebrities really…) – and they weren’t. They were normal height people. Weird.
CONFESSION NUMBER TWO
It kind of blew my mind how pretty much everybody at this conference was dating, engaged, or married. I don’t know if this is a Texas thing, or if once you find somebody to settle down with you have more time think about other things so you blog better, or because they’re all such awesome people no wonder they’ve all been taken already, or just a mere coincidence.
CONFESSION NUMBER THREE
In Philadelphia there’s a pretty big scene around mommy bloggers. I went to a conference last year and I actually felt a little bit out of place that I wasn’t a mommy blogger at some points. At this conference there were plenty of women around the room who had had children (actually I read Indiana’s second child’s birth story while at the conference after being prompted by somebody else, absolutely crazy), but I didn’t feel out of place at all for not having children. Everyone had someone managed to find a way to incorporate style blogging into being a mother without coming out the other end as a mommy blogger. I’m impressed.
CONFESSION NUMBER FOUR
After losing the amazing Amelia Beth ring that I bought myself I went and bought two cupcakes from Sugar Mama’s. The chocolate one was my favorite.
CONFESSION NUMBER FIVE
I didn’t actually drink much at any of the events because I didn’t want to get dehydrated (and die). As a hypochondriac I find that it’s better to not mess with my brain. Especially while alone at a conference.
CONFESSION NUMBER SIX
I took my own book home from the book swap. I admit it. We were supposed to swap, I get it. But it was the end of the night, and there were only twenty books left on the shelves and nobody was really browsing through them anymore and my book looked so sad that I decided to take it back home with me.
CONFESSION NUMBER SEVEN
I forgot to pack any underwear for this conference. That’s right. And this isn’t the first time that I’ve done this! Literally, I’ve bought more underwear on vacation in the past two years than while not on vacation. After the opening night’s ceremonies I went into one of the boutiques to look for underwear and the thongs were $20 a piece! Goodness gracious, at that rate I was going to blow my entire vacation budget (maybe I should have made a budget…) on underwear. So I went up to one of the ladies working there and explained to her that I had forgotten to pack any underwear, and I really couldn’t afford to buy it all here, but asked where she would go if she just needed to get some to get her through the next few days. That’s right, that happened. I was directed to Urban Outfitters only a few blocks away where I met a nice man behind the register who I am now following on Instagram. Oh, and please don’t ask how I washed it all, that was another hot mess.
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Alright, that’s all for now. Anybody have anything else they’d like to share?