New York, Day Thirteen – The IFB Conference.

Do you ever have those days when you meet a guy who looks familiar and then you realise he was in one of your dreams? That’s what today was like. I attended the Independent Fashion Blogger Conference in New York and the whole day felt like one giant glitch in the Matrix of my brain.

The first person I met when I walked in the door was Wendy Brandes. We’ve been reading each other’s blogs for four years, so meeting each other was like the non-sexual finale of years of non-sexual foreplay, but way less disappointing. I love her. She’s an absolute pocket rocket and we had the most hilarious day tweeting each other while sitting right beside each other. Because we are just really, really current like that.

I was also under very strict instructions from Nikki from Styling You to a) hug Vahni from Grit and Glamour and b) get a photo with her. Done and done. She’s just as composed, elegant and engaging in real life as she is on her blog. You gals are going to love each other hard next year.

Then, after years and years of almost meeting and missing each other, I finally got to meet my dear Susie Bubble. Coincidently, in a city that neither of us live in. I’m not sure if I’ve ever told anyone this (or Susie for that matter!) but hers was the first blog I ever discovered and the reason I started blogging. Are you tearing up yet?

It was also amazing to meet the gorgeous Jennine of The Coveted, we’ve also been following each other for years and it’s just incredible to witness what she’s done with IFB. I remember when she was living the corporate life in San Francisco and dreaming of a career in fashion. Snap. You go girl.

The day ended with a fancy steak dinner and delicious red wine with my man.

There’s only a single piece of weird US shit for today. The word ‘cock’ is very, very shocking to Americans. I’d know. I said it twice to two separate people and was met with the same gasp and nervous giggle both times. It was rather sweet. For the record I was saying it in context. I’m not in the habit of shouting descriptive slang for genitalia for no apparent reason. That would be my mother.

It was lovely to meet so many friendly bloggers today and if you met me for the first time today, and happened to stumble across my blog please do follow me on twitter and like me on facebook.