BADASS Explained
I have been told I have some splainin’ to do vis a vis the BADASS arm painting photo. The short version is that I went to BlogHer ‘10 in New York, where Karen Walrond and Gabrielle Blair were making magic with their paintbrushes. I can only guess that I had ingested some liquid courage (it’s a pretty safe guess for BlogHer) when I found myself in line to be painted, along with my two favorite doses of courage in human form, Sarah and Laurie. I totally stole “BADASS” from Sarah, but she graciously took my suggestion to go with “METAL”. Maybe she was so nice because I had been next in line for a little painty-paint from Katherine Center at Mom 2.0 Summit in Houston last February when the two of them hauled me off to T‘Afia for dinner (which was A-OK by me, seriously — the memory of that meal will be with me for a long time).
So I spent the rest of an awesome night sporting BADASS on my arm. I met some incredibly talented women, including Velma, Fairly Odd Mother, Amelia Sprout, and ChickyBaby (who I met the day before and who was even more of a sanity-restoring friend that I ever could have imagined) and others I know I am forgetting. Forgive me. I am old. While I thought better of venturing out on my own around midnight (for some reason, visiting the 24 hour Apple Store sounded like a grand idea for about 30 seconds), I did feel like a BADASS for a little while.
That little bit of attitude served me well a couple of nights later, when I donned my Red Sox gear and got on the subway, headed for Yankee Stadium.
And that, my friends, is as close as I am likely to get to a BlogHer recap.
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