blaugra: Sights, Sounds, Smells of #BlogHer12

When KtP and I stormed New York, one of the first things we did was hunt down a Halal cart for a gyro meat and rice platter:

Smelled so good. Tasted better.

We went to Radio City Music Hall's dance studio and learned from these lovely Rockettes how they form their kickline. And we kicked it. Eye-high (yeah right.) Then they were kind enough to answer our questions. Did you know there's no age limit to being a Rockette?

Then we went to a rockin' Harley party. Where Margaret Cho was revving the engine of a cute Sportster:

Thanks for letting me steal your photos, KtP!

The Harley-Davidson people made me put on these boots to get ready to ride. So comfy, I wanted to take them home.

And then the lovely Laura got me on the Sportster and laughed along with me as I "rode":

In the Expo Hall, Logitech treated me to a manicure with a white nail that started to look like Wite-out to me as the weekend wore on:

That photo was taken at Sparklecorn, which looked like this. DJ Skribble spinning the old school jams:

Can't you just hear "It takes two to make a thing go riiight?"

Sex toys were being handed out like candy necklaces at this conference. Trojan romanced us, and then we went to the BanShe party. Not only did the Evil Slut Clique make the rounds with their magic BJ flavour packs, but I was given this gem, courtesy of this blogger:

Salty D. is modeling it here. I think this would make a great hostess gift, no? After all, it was hand-painted by an 84-year-old granny. Hey, it's "naughtily yours."

I didn't take photos of President Obama's welcoming speech, or Martha Stewart's chat, or that kick-ass fashion show I mentioned, or the great session with these smart and sassy bloggers, or our new friend Tulaura from Brooklyn. And this year I did not get drunk.