Monday, April 14, 2008

Going to RT this week

This post is kind of short today because I'm a little stressed. I’m leaving for the Romantic Times Booklover’s Convention this Wednesday. This is one of the largest reader/writer/bookseller conventions in the nation.

Did I mention I’m phobic of crowds?

Thousands of people will be there. I still l have not packed. This is my first very large convention and I’m really not quite sure what to wear. Dress code states business casual, but what does this mean when you’re used to writing in your jammie pants?

I’m pulling out suit jackets that I haven’t worn in over five years, hoping they will still fit. I don’t think I even remember how to walk in heels, not that my feet could survive standing in long lines in them anyway.

So wish me luck.

~ Nancy
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5 comments:

Kimber Chin said...

NO, no heels! Horrors!

Have never gone to a writing convention but if they are anything like any other business convention, you're going to be standing 24/7.

I have a pair of black leather lace up oxfords that I wear for conventions (the hubby calls them the mass murderers because they are the shoe of choice for psychopaths in the movies). I pair them with black dress pants and either a blazer or sweater.

Nancy Henderson said...

I'm taking an exact pair of oxfords, Kimber. I've decided I don't care if I look horrible. If my feet hurt, I will be in a bad mood. So the oxfords are going! LOL

Chumplet said...

Don't wear heels, but don't wear sneakers either.

A nice pair of loafers?

I think you can get away with a nice pair of jeans if you match them with oxford shirts and the aforementioned suit jackets.

Have fun and get all the free stuff you can get your hands on!

Ciara Gold said...

Take me with you! I wanna go. LOL, but alas, I'm here and you're there so I'll have to attend vicariously through you. What does that mean? It means you HAVE TO HAVE FUN for me. Ha ha.

Big Mike said...

Oh, a woman in hi heels with open toes. Oh man. Love that imagine. Wait a minute, . . . Hey Sweetpea, hey babe, where are ya. Where is that woman when I need her.

Big Mike
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