BlogHer 2014 Recap: 8 Things I Learned from the Conference

I was so excited to be able to attend the BlogHer 2014 Conference this year. It did not disappoint. I really enjoyed it and looking forward to attending more BlogHer conferences in the future....more

I Didn't Find My Tribe at BlogHer '14

I found my village. Seems that it has become pretty popular to write about, or talk about, finding one's "tribe." Finding a like-minded group to which to belong. A group that thinks in ways similar to you; or rallies around a cause or champions a segment of society. In the blogging world, seems a "tribe" can be expressed as "mom bloggers," or "food bloggers," "one-cause bloggers (i.e. breast cancer), or "women of ___" [certain ethnicity]. And there seems to be great value in this for those who belong to such. ...more
This is such a great perspective. The only place I felt like I belonged to a tribe was in the ...more

How Kerry Washington Became My Spirit Animal

I’m about to get bossy all up in here.It doesn’t happen super often, so I thought I’d warn everyone before I got down to the bossy business. I won’t start yelling, I promise. It’s all gonna be ok.But I have to ask: When was the last time you put yourself first? No really. I’m not talking about going to the bathroom by yourself, you guys. I mean, when was the last time you took good care of yourself on a regular basis??...more

#IAM ENOUGH: Lessons from BlogHer14

This past weekend's blogging conference was amazing. Seeing as it was my first time doing something like this, I spent much of the time feeling nervous and unsure of myself, especially when speaking with other bloggers who were more established than I am. However, I also pushed myself to brave and make connections and be proud to tell them about who I am and what I write about (even if I only spoke to like, 5 people). I left the conference feeling more sure of where I am in life right now and the direction in which (I think) I am headed....more

Bits of Wisdom and Inspiration from BlogHer '14

We learned a lot at BlogHer '14. We laughed. We cried. We danced. We networked with brands. We made new friends. And, quite often, we sat in the audience as smart, accomplished women shared bits of their stories, bits of their journeys with us. It's that, the sharing, that always makes BlogHer such an amazing experience....more

Dreams, Tears, and Memories at BlogHer'14

When I first began blogging in April of 2013, I really didn’t know what it would become. I didn’t understand the culture of blogging or the community that you become a part of when you are now given the cool kid title of “blogger.” ...more
Great post! I'm not a white mommy blogger either, fyi. It never occurred to me I was supposed to ...more

Dear 2015 BlogHer Conference Newbies

 I was totally in your shoes last year. Well, my shoes probably aren't as trendy as yours, but you get the idea. You might be overwhelmed by the groups of bloggers you pass, who always seem to be in constant states of glee and giddiness. You'll wonder, "Why are they so happy?...more
Tanikwish Celeste Lindell There is SO much going on, it's always hard to get groups organized. ...more

Work to Live, or Live to Work?

Make Life WorkI was delighted to learn earlier today that The Huffington Post, BlogHer, and the Center for American Progress have launched the Make Life Work campaign!...more

BlogHer'14 - Meeting Kerry Washington, Being a Mentor and More

Because I am an Introvert...It's the Saturday night of BlogHer'14, and unlike 90% of the attendees, I am holed up in my hotel room, the events of the past 3 days finally having caught up with me in a big way. Not being much of a party girl I have opted to pass on the closing celebration....more

BlogHer '14 Day 2, AKA The Day I Stalker-Approached Elisa Camahort Page

Overwhelmingly inspired by the tidal wave o' information that rushed over me yesterday during Day 1 of BlogHer '14, I fell into a fast, deep sleep when my head touched down on the landing strip of Comfy Hotel Bed (CHB in airport parlance) last night. Actually, there was an interlude at The Grill which included an attempted dinner with my own bad self, a too-pungent crab cake and a guy who sat down at my table with no invitation beyond a single onion ring dropping from a butter knife hilt. Dude, please. I don't need saving! But I digress....more