I spent this last weekend speaking at a blogging conference called Haven.
It was a weekend full of laughs and catching up with old friends and wearing red lipstick and tromping through the halls and dancing on my tiptoes….
….and accidentally walking around with a band-aid in my hair.
But that is a story for another day.
Today we are talking about this chair and voting for our favorite and I’m giving away $100 Amazon gift card to one of you.
Just because I woke up and the sun was shining…..
…..and it’s a wonderful day to be alive.
This is the chair that I sat on when I gave my speech on how to connect with brands.
It’s from La-Z-Boy and it’s called Nolita.
It comes in 900 different fabrics to choose from and it has tiny tufted buttons going across the and to surprise me, La-Z-Boy picked one of my favorite colors and fabrics and had it delivered to the room where I was speaking.
And because they know me, they went with a neutral.
Best. Decision. Ever.
My first talk was on Friday. And when I approached the conference area and opened the door to the room where I was going to speak, there were people everywhere.
Sitting on chairs.
Sitting on the floor.
Sitting in the back against the wall.
It was all a little overwhelming. And as I entered the room and put one amazing flat glittery sandaled foot in front of the other and walked up the center aisle….
…..my heart started pounding.
And my palms started sweating.
And I alternated between convulsively gripping my speech packet and tugging at my earrings.
I resisted the urge to turn back around and walk back out the door or sit down in the audience and act like I was there to hear someone else speak.
And then I saw my chair.
There it sat.
Like a beacon in the midst of an overwhelming storm it sat up there at the front all neutral and tufted and quietly calling my name.
I calmly walked to the front and promptly plopped down in it.
If I’m being honest….the plop was a little awkward. The chair was a little lower then I expected and my papers flew out of my hand and my name tag got caught on the side of the chair. But those small details are completely irrelevant.
Because now….my chair and I were ready.
And I stood up in front of all those people with my big earrings and my red lipstick and my super cute extra flat glittery sandals….
….and began to speak.
And it was amazing.
All the nervousness fell away and it was like we were all sitting around drinking coffee on my back porch and laughing.
And we talked about brands.
And how to connect with sponsors.
And making money from blogging.
And lampshade parties.
And when it was over and I stood there in that almost empty conference room basking in the joy of it all, my contact from La-Z-Boy whispered something to me that made my heart sing and my toes dance and my blonde hair curl up a little more.
She told me I could take the chair home.
The chair? It could come home with me?
I probably should have played it cool.
I probably should have called down to the front desk and asked for help. Or waited until later. Or asked the room staff for assistance.
But I didn’t.
I pushed that glorious, wonderful, amazing chair right out of the room.
Right then and there.
I pushed it out of the conference room.
I pushed it down the hallway.
I pushed it into the elevator and up to my room and closed the door.
And then I plopped right down in the center of it and told it how amazing it was and what a great pair we made and that if we ever spoke together again, I’d let it borrow my earrings.
Because even chairs need a little extra confidence sometimes. 🙂