Dear #BlogHer12, This is my face

Yesterday I gave you my words of wisdom for #BlogHer12. Today, I’m giving you my faces.

Yes. Seriously.

Some friends of mine (Hi friends!) decided to do this after Suzanne did it last year. I got my hurr did, Emma took a good nap, and when it comes to stuff like this I’m a lemming and I march my happy assets off the cliff into sweet blogging oblivion

Here are my faces, not retouched with Instagram filters that make me look way cooler than I actually am.

This is what I like to call my “resting face.” Basically, I’m just listening to a conversation or walking along or doing whatever. I’m not trying to convey any particular emotion or anything at all. Except my “resting face” looks very…bitchy. Except I’m not (usually) bitchy.
It’s just RESTING FACE.

This is my “I’m trying to read your badge not look at your boob” face:

This is my surprised face:

This is my confused face. If you see me making it, please yell “BOTOX” so I’ll stop furrowing:

This is my “OH MAH GAH IT’S YOU!” Face (See also: Slightly psychotic):

If you see me making this face, buy me a Mocha Frapp, stat:

And then there’s the best face of all. The one I hope to give to everyone.
The one that, I think, says “Hey, this person with this dimple is pretty kick ass and I like her.”

This is me:

And bonus, because she woke up, this is Emma’s face.

The thing about a conference like BlogHer is that it can be completely intimidating to walk up to someone you don’t know and introduce yourself. People look so different in real life than they do in our computers. So consider this our introduction, okay? If you see us at BlogHer, come say “hi.” Emma might spit up on you, but neither of us will bite. Promise.

This is a link-up for faces! So link up! But only your faces!