Hey y'all. A cool company in Missouri sent me a wooden watch. I reviewed it on Surrender, Dorothy: Reviews here. It's less than $150 and totally cool. You should check them out.
Fun with Photoshop!
Hey y'all. A cool company in Missouri sent me a wooden watch. I reviewed it on Surrender, Dorothy: Reviews here. It's less than $150 and totally cool. You should check them out.
Fun with Photoshop!
It’s the end of summer, which means everyone’s hair istotally sun-and-chlorine-fried. Right? Right. If you read this blog much, youknow my hair is about two inches long, so I don’t have much to worry about interms of fried hair because I cut the ends off every five weeks. But I happento have someone here with slightly longer hair.
So when BlogHer asked if I wanted to review some Dove DamageTherapy conditioner, I said, um, YES.
My girl went to summer camp and they took her swimming threetimes a week, after which she had chlorine in her hair all day and into theevening when I finally got the opportunity to scrub it out. On top of that, wehad swimming lessons one night a week and I insisted on all of us immersingourselves in cool, soothing water every weekend of this record-heat Missourisummer. Suffice it to say, my poor child’s hair – despite washing it every dayshe was in chlorine – was FRIED.
Now it looks like this.
Now, it wasn’t all due to the Dove Conditioner – I also hadthree inches cut off and began using a clarifying shampoo on her once a week –but I do think the conditioner is helping a lot. I am not kidding you – youcould fold her hair in half and it would stay before we started rehydrating it,and now it is very quickly approaching soft after one haircut, two clarifyingshampoos and two weeks of Dove Damage Therapy Daily Moisture conditioner. This conditioner is recommended for themiddle-of-the-road-my-hair-is-not-breaking-off-yet dryness that my girl wasexhibiting, and it’s done a decent job with its FIBER ACTIVES, whatever thoseare – they work!
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Yesterday I called my publisher to order books for BlogHer. I ordered 150 of them. About half of the contributors are going to BlogHer this year, and we'll be signing and selling these books (cash only -- special BlogHer price $10, no hollah) on Saturday night on the 7th floor of Macy's at the ending cocktail party right after the closing keynote. (!!) If you would've told me two years ago that I would be signing my own book on the 7th floor of Macy's in San Francisco in 2008, I would've punched you in frustration, you lying liar from Liarsville.
Because the book isn't officially in bookstores yet, I had to front the money, which even with an author discount, was pretty painful. I'm hoping I didn't overshoot myself and order too many, especially considering I had to pay to ship them out there and will be lugging or shipping anything left over home. But even the pain of handing over my business account number didn't overshadow the excitement I felt when the book guy told me the books had arrived in the warehouse that afternoon.
That means it exists. The book is sitting somewhere in the world, right now, not an advance review galley, not a PDF, but a real, Dewey Decimal system book.
I e-mailed the contributors to let them know, and Grace wrote me back this totally lovely e-mail, which made me realize I should stop fluttering around thinking about the receipt book I need to buy and calling my accountant to ask how to file a sales tax return and just enjoy the moment. The book is in the warehouse. That means that in a few weeks, I'll be able to hold it in my hands and maybe lick it. And love it and squeeze it and call it George. And take it home and give it a bath, and sleep with it every night for a week.
I'm so not kidding here, people. That is how much I love this collection. I won't lie and say I don't love seeing my name on the cover next to Stacy Morrison's (because she is so real and so cool that I just can't believe she's the editor of a major women's magazine, because I thought you had to be Miranda Priestly to pull that shit off). But I also really love the writing, and the writing is the reason I got the idea in the first place -- because I adore the writing I read as often as possible on the Internet as much as I adore the writing I read on the printed page. The talent of the blogosphere blows my mind on a regular basis. I've always known a lot of great talent goes unpublished because the business of publishing has unbelievably slim margins, but I'm relieved to live in an age when writers can self-publish their work so easily and to so many.
But alas, laptops don't go easily into the bathtub, and they're kind of clunky in an airport or car, and frankly, they look like shit on my bookshelf. Nothing, for me, will ever replace a bound book, so despite the fact that I read online all the time, I'm excited to have some of the strongest work from these writers all wrapped up in 200-odd pages that I can pop in my purse. And also, I'm glad to know that even if the technology changes and something goes horribly wrong and one of the writers loses her entire blog, I'll still have those words safe on my bookshelf. It's comforting.
And it's exciting. I can't wait.
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Pamela won herself some free jeans for her embarrassing jeans story over at Surrender, Dorothy: Reviews.