I leave tomorrow at a ridiculous time for a conference in Vancouver. This is the first conference I’ve done in a while — I’ve been focusing on finishing revisions on my book project so conferencing has seemed like a little bit of a distraction rather than an aid at this point. This makes me slightly nervous about being off my conference game. As A-Dubs’ noted earlier this week, we academics can be a weird lot when we have to socialize in a professional setting. Conferences can be this great space where you get to talk about what you’re most engaged in intellectually and meet great colleagues who share your interests. But they can also feel like a junior high dance where all the cool kids hang out together — and if you don’t have an in, it’s hanging out alone time (also, don’t get me or A-Dubs started on the gender politics of some of these conferences. Gah.).
White, ruffly shirt: Joe
Pants: NY & Co.
Shoes: Nine West
Brown ring: gifted from my sister
Luckily, for this conference, a current colleague of mine and two of the students from my fall grad course are going. It’s nice to have a small cohort of people you know at these things. And, more importantly, I’m staying with two grad school friends. I’m pretty sure things are going to get awesome.
Also, on a totally unrelated note (and mostly in reference to a conversation I had with A-Dubs), here’s a photo of the dresser I re-painted over Spring Break. It looks more coral, and less orange in person (I also want to replace the knobs but haven’t gotten around to doing so). It used to be a beat-up dark purple and birch.