Up until yesterday, there was only one brand who reached out to me as an attendee of BlogHer ’10. At first I was offended by the brand seeking me out. I mean, REALLY offended.
Then I started considering this post, and this one, too.
No wonder Metamucil wanted me to visit their “At Home with Your Digestive System” suite at the Hilton!
Seriously, though, I am not interested in brands when I go to New York City next week. Not many seem focused on a DINK with chronic health issues and a love of all things football, anyways.
(And cats. Way too many cats. On second thought, if there is a brand out there willing to come deep clean my house while I am out of town, I would not be opposed…)
I’m focusing on four S words – sessions, socializing, sightseeing, and sleep – and the principle developed by Leah, Permission To Miss Out. No private brand parties are on my agenda unless they involve a quiet dinner and friends.
There is one brand-related thing I must do. I promised Flat Jasmine I’d take her to have her picture taken with Mrs. Potato Head. But she is not allowed anywhere near the Playdoh-scented perfume or the eye makeover offered at the HPV test booth.
(I know, I know, doesn’t everyone want an eye makeover while they’re being tested for a STD?)
Posted on July 30, 2010, in BlogHer '10, Humor. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
Oh man, have a BLAST!!! Seems like just a little while ago we met at last year’s BlogHer!
At my age, the only brands who would want me would be Depends….
I have had exactly zero brands reach out to me. Not that I care. Much. *sniffle*