BlogHer, the last night

The scene: the hotel room. Poppy Buxom and Blackbird have bunked together for three days. They are, one should note, very tolerant of certain behaviors and have done surprisingly well. They are exhausted, having attended many panels/discussions/cocktail gatherings/social functions and the room is in complete disarray. Bags of BlogHer swag surround them. They are reclining, soothing their tired feet whilst looking forward to their time together at BlogHampton.
bb is applying gifted hand lotion and admiring the scent as she rubs it into her arms...

bb: You know, you are going to have to put up with me for four more days.

Poppy: Well, as long as you have soft skin it will be okay.







(Flowers lifted from hotel lobby.)