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My sweet sister Jillyan sent us a care package yesterday filled with our favorite candy, books for Everett and a giant bag of confetti. Attached to the confetti was a little note:
Because sometimes the best cure for anything is grabbing a handful of this stuff, throwing it in the air and yelling.
The girl knows what’s up.
And I’ll love her forever for it.
There’s something about Sydney that rubs me the wrong way and while I can’t quite put my finger on it, I do know that throwing confetti outside just to get the perfect shot for your bloggy blog is about the dumbest thing I’ve ever seen. (And obviously we’ve seen some dumb shit around here.) I think it’s hilarious how these girls (especially the lifestyle bloggers) think the entire world is their Special Photo Studio. “Littering a shit ton of confetti outside so I can get a post up on my blog? WHY NOT?!”
Oh, and there’s been some talk about how she’s wearing more expensive c/o’d clothing since her Washingtonian column came out and that had her readers all in a tizzy. Don’t know much else about that, but thought I’d throw it out in case anyone wants to comment.
In the realm of the Mormon Mommy (To Be) Bloggers, apparently The Daybook (or Sydney) is pretty hot stuff. So hot, in fact, that she likes to remind her readers about it. (Thanks to a GOMI reader bringing this recent post to our attention.) In it, Sydney writes that the following is “awesome”:
The whistle I got from behind the other day. And the silence I got when I turned sideways. That’s right Chacho … get your own baby mama.
This is cringe-worthy on several levels, but the vaguely racist-sounding use of “Chaco” by a Caucasian Mormon Mommy Blogger is really disturbing. Sydney, honey. I know you were just trying to get more ego stroking comments from your readers, but hinting at the race of the cat call originator isn’t a classy move and left a bad Mormon-like taste in my mouth. Maybe you weren’t trying to be overtly racist, but that comment isn’t innocuous either. PRO TIP: Next time, just leave the story at the end of the second sentence.
The big buzzword among fashion bloggers is “monetize.” They’re always looking for a way to monetize their blog, their outfit posts, their shopping suggestions. They’d love someone to subsidize their vacations. Hell, why not subsidize their entire life? Their blog sidebars are riddled with ads. Some of the retailers are recognizable, others are small boutiques suckered into the big league world of Blog Marketing 101. Affiliate links are everywhere. Their entire outfit might be c/o’d. Is that the big American Blogger Dream?
No one can deny that a few bloggers have basically lucked into a viewership that affords them a decent income per month, but what about the little guys? If you’re in it for the money, does your hard work pay off? If it doesn’t now, WILL IT EVER?
Let’s start with a few case studies: