Was Swapmania a big perfumed bottle of fun, or what?
Having so many swappers put their email address/contact info at the end of their swap lists worked well, in my opinion. Interested parties simply contacted them directly to try to work something out. This accomplished two things: it sped up the swap process, and removed all the back-and-forth negotiations from cluttering up comments on the blog.
As a not-so-innocent bystander, I admit I missed watching that horse-trading unfold onscreen in real time. But it sure made wading through the comments/offers easier.
What did I wind up swapping for? I got another 1.7 of Goutal Mandragore (lol, I needed that like a third eye), a coffret-size bottle of L’Artisan NdT, and a buncho samples. I was thrilled.
I want you all to know I laughed/cried/cringed as I saw items up for swap which I had reviewed, and wondered whether they were things you’d bought unsniffed based on my review and decided you hated. Sorry about that, and shame on you for buying unsniffed.
Also laughing at the number of you who swapped back for items you’d swapped away last time and decided you couldn’t live without after all.
Finally – wow, we had many overseas participants, and they did a lot of swapping amongst themselves (inside the EU or whatever). For those of you who are still pissed at the number of US residents who won’t swap outside the US, I’ll simply repeat myself here with apologies. If I swap within the US I can weigh the box, buy the postage label online at the USPS website, chuck it on the service desk at the PO, and I’m done. But mailing overseas from the DC area requires a level of postal scrutiny that makes my OB/GYN appointment look like a fun alternative. It’s not a trust issue, it’s a hassle issue, and everyone gets to decide how much hassle they can tolerate.
Okay, your turn! Are you pulling your hair out, trying to remember what you swapped for? What did you get, what did you like, what worked, what didn’t, etc.
PS: Good news: I got a great job in a specialized field in a lousy economy. No complaints there. Bad news: I’m working 12-hour days right now. Then I come home and try to refresh the kids’ memories that I’m their mother. That’s going to mean (in the short term, while I get caught up at work) no response to comments, although I SWEAR I will read them, late at night, and savor them like vintage Jicky PDT. Love to all of you. You have no idea how much the Posse means to me. Or maybe you do.