08 October 2014

Moscow Blogger Meet-Up

You guys. I'm so official now.

When I first began reading blogs, everything I read was about fashion (specifically Zooey Deschanel-esque fashion). I would spend hours listening to Joanna Newsom and pouring over sun-spotted pictures of girls in black tights paired with brown loafers. Green 50's housewife dresses with scalloped collars. Tiny cardigans embellished with funky vintage buttons. This url actually had a fashion blog at one point, but it only lasted one post (my good-natured boyfriend at the time and I went out to a cornfield where I stared lovingly at the crops while wearing my own 50's sundress and embellished vintage-button flats while he snapped my picture).

Then one day I was cruising my Facebook newsfeed and saw a post of an article by the most extreme feminist at my college: "Why I Can't Stop Reading Hipster Mormon Mommy Blogs". She was cool, I wanted to be cool.

So that began my addiction to mommy blogs. Listening to Bon Iver and drooling over perfect babies in perfect baby slings and laughing perfect families on totally perfect vacations. The babies knew sign language and listened to Mozart! They wore tiny Anthropologie dresses! Their husbands didn't need alcohol to watch shitty shows with them!
And the best part is when they all got together for *drumroll* THE BLOGGER MEET-UP.

It was like blog porn. There they were! All together! With their babies and their cool clothes! They were taking pictures of each other! They were eating tiny cupcakes and drinking strawberry lemonade from pink and white striped straws! They were laughing and scrap booking and baby talking all over the place!

Anyway, so when Polly of A Girl and Her Travels contacted me and asked me to attend a Moscow blogger meet-up I was like, "Um, duh. I've been waiting for this since I first sashayed into tumblr in the late 2000's."

All and all, it was a really nice time. Polly is a doll (and small world moment for ya--she went to my tiny college and hung out with Ben in Moscow when he was studying abroad but found my blog through my favorite blog friend Sam's blog) and all the other bloggers were really interesting. We all chatted about Moscow life, the work we were doing here, and the stuff we missed most from home.

We have a few tentative plans for future excursions which I'm looking forward to and I'm really happy that I was included at such a lovely get together.

Make sure to check out their blogs listed below the pictures!



This was all held at one of those anti-cafes. Where you pay for time and everything else (tea, coffee, small snacks) are free. It was filled with young teens and seemed like such a cool hangout space for kids that age. 



Polly just published a magazine with her husband! How cool is that? Check it out here!



(stolen from Polly)



Prague cake?





Bloggers:

Polly
Sarah
Katlin
Anna
Jessica
Jennifer
Kate

Can I also just say that this was my first time using the term "fiance"? And it was kiiiiinda weird. Like every time I needed to mention Ben I hovered over the word. 
"My, uh... boyfriend, well fiance and I moved here two years ago..." 
"My... Ben...well, he's my fiance, we are teachers..."
"My boyfriend--fiance, sorry, we just got engaged like five seconds ago."

I don't know if I'll ever get used to it? Does it sound kinda pretentious to anyone else? I don't know, maybe I'm just a weirdo. 

13 comments:

  1. I'm a little bummed there aren't links to Hipster Mormon Mommy blogs so I can lose myself down that rabbit hole, too. It was great to meet you and I hope we all get together again soon! Congrats on the new fiance :)

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    1. Literally, just google hipster mormon mommy blogs and you will be sucked in so hard. I don't think I came out of my dorm room for a week when I first found them.

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  2. Hipster Mormon Mommy blogs are outrageously addictive, aren't they? We're sick people.

    Thanks for coming by. I'll try to infuse more twee in the next event :)

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  3. It was great meeting you and everyone else - I have a pic of you and Polly at the meet-up which turned out quite well, happy to send it if you let me know where to.

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    1. It was good to meet you too!!! And please do send it to me! liveinsunshinee@gmail.com

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  4. There are so many things I want to say "YES!" to.

    One being: you listening to Bon Iver. Heck yes.
    And two being: drooling over perfect blog babies.

    I couldn't relate to you anymore. And aren't meet-ups great? :)

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    1. :)
      I'm glad I'm not alone in my obsession.

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  5. OMG - you know I am all over this. Total blogasm when all my favorites met up and took pictures, swapped babies and ate good food. Jealous you got to be a part of one :)

    Also, this belongs on your other post, but I am LOVING your wedding posts. Like, your descriptions are so spot on it's silly. Can we please meet someday? You're my soul sis, I'm sure of it.

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    1. And you're responsible for me even meeting Polly!
      And I'm glad you like the wedding series, I'm liking writing about it.
      And we will absolutely meet someday soon and we will go out to eat and get really drunk and I'll let you order me something weird and then we'll try and get tiny matching tattoos, but the shop will probably be closed by the time we get there.
      xo

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  6. i love how you opened this post - because i experienced the same thing! hope you had fun at the blogger meet up! "one of us one of us" now right?! also, i too found it such a strange transition to calling my now-husband "fiance." i think that's when i just started calling him by his name to people to avoid it haha

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  7. I completely get what you mean by feeling like "fiance" sounds pretentious. I've been with my boyfriend for 8 years or something gross - and 'engaged' for like 7 of them, because we're weird and possibly commitmentphobes. I still call him my boyfriend, or just completely skirt around the issue altogether. Kind of like when you're little at your friends house, and don't know if you should call your friend's parents Mr. Nordstrom or Bob (hey Sam!!!), so you just don't address them by name at all.

    P.S. Since I'm rambling about awkward, I'm Sam's friend IRL - and I feel kind of creepy commenting because I don't have a blog so you have no fucking clue who I am, so.... hi!

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    1. Yay! A Sam friend! Yeah, I'm probably just going to be awkward and avoid calling him fiance for the time being. It's too... snobby sounding for a guy who wears that much flannel ;)

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