BlogHer fashion panic…

 I have to say that I’m really excited for the upcoming BlogHer conference. I attended last year, but in a purely professional capacity (my company was a sponsor and the conference was local). I’m even more excited to be attending this year. Even though I’m still attending in a professional capacity with a few other colleagues, and one of my parenting/author bloggers whom I love is speaking, this year I will be attending for the first time as an actual blogger! Ok, so, I’ve only actually written about 10 posts but you gotta start somewhere, right?

With that said, I am TOTALLY stressed about this fashion business. I used to be fashionable. Really, I did. That is San Francisco fashionable – which kind of means you set your own style. Since I’ve had a kid though, I can BARELY muster the energy to get dressed or even find the time to shave my legs, much less put together a hip ensemble.

 I got wind last week that there is going to be a designer on hand at BlogHer —  Tim Gunn – and he is parceling out fashion advice in advance of BlogHer. Something like:

 *Must have a little black dress for the cocktail parties (I can only assume that fashionable strappy sandals or pumps must also be purchased)

*Designer jeans (Ok, he didn’t say designer, but, obviously he meant that) for the day so you’re comfortable in the sessions

*Blazer (Must be tapered correctly – not some $20 job you bought from JC Penny – what, who me?)

 I have none of these items on hand and no real time to shop or real money to spend. If only he’d said, “Make sure you show up with the following…” :

 *Roots from two-month old highlight showing

*Fuzzy eyebrows

*Faded jeans (if you’ve had them since before you were a Mommy, even better)

*Flip flops (extra points for Reef)

 I’d be loving life. I expect that when the time actually rolls around that I’ll show up with some combination of the above — designer jeans with fuzzy eyebrows, black dress with flip flops, or any combination of the above.

 Please don’t judge, Tim Gunn. I’m a Mom. If my two-year-old had a pass for BlogHer, I can assure you that she’d knock your fashion socks off. Where do you think all my time, money and fashion sense went?