Long before we descended in ol’ Sydney town for the Aussie Bloggers Conference last weekend, talk had turned to the omgwhatamigoingtowear question. Can I just say everyone radiated with a high degree of fabulousity*?
I cannot take credit for my own fabulousity. I’m very grateful to have had more than a helping hand a long the way (and I’m not talking about Mrs Woog’s nutritional advice that includes nibbling ONLY the ends of swag bag chocolates in a quest to find that elusive peppermint cream after room service failed to provide us with a bowl of chips after 11pm).
As someone who blogs about all things fashion and beauty on a daily basis, boy did I feel the pressure to turn up looking something like that which I advised others to take a shot at.
That’s why I called in the big guns. It started with a blow-dry on Thursday evening before leaving home (didn’t want to waste valuable
drinking networking time washing and styling my hair). Queensland frock queen Sacha Drake had me feeling very glam at the pre-event Friday night and the post-conference dinner on Saturday night. Not Your Daughter’s Jeans reduced the size of my bum for sitting on stage for the social media panel at the conference. And Jane Iredale makeup artist Jess had me looking fresh when I wasn’t feeling quite so zesty when she arrived on Saturday morning.
*fabulousity is in fact my word of the week, coined by the uber-fabulous Squiggly Rick, who gratefully added me to his dance card at the conference dinner even though I may or may not have danced on stage with a Dyson vacuum cleaner.
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