Dear Weddingbee,
Yesterday morning on Twitter, while adding new 'bee friends from a favorite bee buddy, Miss Scissor's 'Bee Twitter List, I realized that you, Weddingbee the Twitter account, have taken the initiative to block me from following you or mentioning you in my tweets. So instead of ignoring my very few and far between tweets to you (seriously, I think I've mentioned you guys all of 5 times?), you've decided to shun me completely.
I imagine this has something to do with Miss Crack Pipe. And not my rejected Weddingbee Application. I mean, you wouldn't block a user from following you, or mentioning you in their tweets *just* because you rejected their Weddingbee Application, would you? That wouldn't be the work of the always warm 'n welcoming Weddingbee Community. So therefore I must assume that it was little Miss Crack Pipe that turned you off... Right?
In my line of work, "parody" is considered one of the highest forms of flattery. Yes, flattery. I wanted to be a 'bee. I wanted nothing more than to be part of a supportive community of strong, amazing women and wedding vendors. In fact, I was sincerely crushed for the entire week following my rejection email. Just ask my fiance. He was kinda freaked out by my sadness, actually. But, instead of shrugging it off and not caring about the reason why I was rejected, I decided to make light of it. And thus, Miss Crack Pipe was born. From the very beginning, I made it very clear that my Weddingbee Parody was not intended to offend your community. In fact, I made a point to say that, yes, you were probably correct in not choosing me as a 'bee, because my writing style doesn't fit your site's aesthetic. I got it then. I still get it now.
I'm 'net buds with a number of your 'bees. I read their posts on Weddingbee, follow their personal blogs, and tweet with them regularly. They don't seem to think I'm being offensive in any way with my silly Crack Pipe antics. Afterall, I'm the one who wanted to "bee" in their position in the first place, right? I couldn't possibly hate on them. I mean, Miss Scissors and I have bi-coastal cyberspace dance parties... Mrs. Meatball and I get drunk off Margaritas together... and Mrs. D'orsay and I have weekly "Lost" chats where we share our mutual love for the real John Locke... See! There's no bad blood between Bowie Bride and the 'Bees. And even if there were, I'd jump at the chance at making it right. Just like I'm doing right now with you.
It is not my style to sit back quietly when I feel I have been wronged. So here I am. Speaking up. Because whether you like me or not, BowieBride.com is a part of the online wedding community. Just ask BrideTide. You and I are BOTH part of their Top 100 in 2010. So it's up to you. You can continue to block me, or you can accept me for the wedding blogger I am, with or without my Miss Crack Pipe alter ego in tow. As a fan of Weddingbee and its contributors, I sincerely hope you choose the latter.
Best Wishes,
Britt Hilgers
aka, Bowie Bride aka, Miss Crack Pipe aka,WHATEVER.

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