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The Name Tag Project

The Name Tag Project

I attended the BlogHer conference in Chicago last week. For those of you who have never heard of BlogHer, it’s the largest women’s blogging organization in the whole wide world. It was tons of fun and very informative. I met all kinds of bloggers: crafters, juicers, political junkies, stepmothers, the list goes on and on. I am left wondering if there is a BlogHim conference somewhere—probably Vegas.

My friend Lian and I, that would be Lian Dolan from Satellite Sisters and Chaos Chronicles, palled around the Sheraton trying to come up with a new, “high concept” idea for a new blog/book and movie deal. You know like Alex, the Seattle performance artist who wore the same brown dress for a year and then built a following by blogging about it. And Julie Powell, the woman who attempted to cook all the recipes in Julia Child’s Mastering the Art of French Cooking, that’s 524 recipes in 365 days. After chronicling her day to day cooking escapades on her blog Powell landed a book deal and a movie deal starring Meryl Streep.

 My idea, the one that I just couldn’t shake, which got a lot of laughs from Lian, was the “name tag project.” 

“What would happen,” I asked Lian, who is a self professed name tag lover, “if I wore a name tag for a year—never took it off? 365 days, 24 hours a day.” She laughed as I continued to describe my high concept. “I suppose if the name tag got soiled you could replace it with a new one. Regardless, the idea is I would wear it everywhere, you know swimming, running, Pilates, taking my son to school, my husband’s Christmas party, grocery shopping.”  We both laughed out loud while I continued to imagine the reactions the “name tag project” would evoke from my immediate public. 

“Maybe I would change my name everyday; you know work up some real doozies. Like Wanda May Jones, Pepper LaBeija, or Gas Ambrosia (this is a real name according to my friend who is a teacher in a colorful neighborhood). 

When I got home I pitched the concept to my husband and kids. They snickered and told me I was crazy. My husband, while trying to feign support, said he’d tire of the experiment quickly, especially in bed. My seven year old son told me he’d be really embarrassed especially when we had sleepovers at our house. 

“You people don’t have vision,” I complained loudly. “I’ll have the last laugh when the Avery label people offer me a lucrative sponsorship. And after that I am sure I’ll land a book deal maybe even a movie.” 

“Who will act out your part?” My husband asked? 

“I don’t know, it’s a toss up, maybe Katie Holmes or Meryl Streep. Who ever shows the most enthusiasm for the project.”

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