A little while ago I discovered I was on the SA Beauty Blog Awards’ long list and oh boy was it a looong one. It basically featured every single chica in South Africa who’d ever vomited up a post, some of which hadn’t written anything in years. Awkward!
I then proceeded to check out their website and at that point it looked like a school project created by a 12-year-old and I had a good laugh that something so clearly dog shit would want to dole out an award for best design. Also, at that point, they didn’t have any judges and everything just totally smelled of sketch.
After sending them an e-mail to find out what the dealio was, which was ignored until I hakked them on twitter, it emerged that aspects of the competition would involve being ‘encouraged’ to ‘give Look Good Feel Better exposure and also the brands that you get in your goodie bag’. Also, they told me their judges included ‘a model’ (huh?!) and a ‘celebrity’ leaving me to wonder if they had anyone who understood digital or the SA beauty blogosphere than what their current actions where implying.
Anyway, in short, I love my blog and am proud of its success and I didn’t want to be associated with a comp that just didn’t feel credible so I asked that they remove me from their long list. Many other bloggers with very large followings made the same request for the very same reason so, if you’re looking at their list and wondering where some of the big dogs are, that is why.
I wrote all the above a week ago and then left the post to languish in drafts as I didn’t want to be a ranter but having just read Pink Peony’s post on her experience it really got my hackles up. She’s not on the list either and their twitter response to fans asking where she is basically gave the impression she didn’t make the grade as opposed to fact that she also respectfully requested that her blog be removed. Douchey, right? It’s this that’s got me frothing again and has seen me merrily press ‘publish’.
Please go read her post over here. She’s done a bang up job of pretty much pouring out everything that was rolling around in my head. (High five, chica!)
In short, I add a big, fat co-sign to everything she’s said. In addition, there’s another reason why this comp has got my and many other bloggers’ backs up – it just feels like some ill-informed, social media savvy-less dinosaur’s haphazardly stomped onto our turf, an arena that they’ve displayed a huuuuge lack of knowledge of, and decided to set up shop as The Person Who Will Judge Others when they can’t even get it right themselves. In short, it’s just disrespectful and undermines all our blood, sweat and tears. It kind of feels like me – the girl who still hasn’t figured out how to assemble her Mr Price night stand – slapping on a pair of overalls and mailing all the mechanics in town to let them know I’m the self-declared Queen of Grease and will be popping into their garage to judge their workmanship. Can we get a big ‘hahahah’?
Anyway, that’s enough from me. Please go read Pink Peonie’s post and buy that biets a bells. That girl’s my hero of the day. Also, I’d love to hear your thoughts on the matter and will be replying to almal so please chat to me in the comments section below.