
Somewhere right now, a volunteer conference committee is deciding between “HR Under the Big Top” and “Lights, Camera, HR!” for their HR professional association’s annual event. This means there will either be a logo with a circus tent or a logo with a film reel and a klieg light. There may be costumes. Someone will suggest a photo booth with feather boas and crazy hats, and everyone will agree this is a wonderful idea.
I would like to gently ask: what are we doing?
Because as far as I can tell, HR is the only profession that does this. Your local CPA society is not hosting “Under the Sea with the Accountants.” The bar association has never once themed its annual meeting as “Let’s Luau!” Even the marketing and PR associations — the people who theme things for a living, the folks you’d absolutely expect to show up in matching t-shirts with a tagline — manage to hold professional conferences that are simply called professional conferences. They gather, they learn, they network, and they go home without anyone having dressed as a pirate.
But SHRM chapters and state councils? They simply cannot resist. Year after year, event after event, they wrap serious professional development in carnival packaging, as though a full day of sessions on compliance, compensation strategy, and workforce planning cannot possibly be endured unless it arrives dressed as Hollywood, Vegas, the Roaring Twenties, or a superhero universe.
What, I keep wondering, is wrong with “The [Your City Here] HR Association Annual Conference”? It’s clear. It’s professional. It tells attendees — and, more importantly, tells the executives approving their registration fees — exactly what this is: an industry association gathering for the purpose of professional education. That’s a brand. A perfectly respectable one, in fact, and one that every other profession seems content to use.
The Infantilization Problem
Here’s my deeper concern, and it goes beyond aesthetic taste (though my aesthetic objections are considerable). The themes infantilize us.
When we package our professional development in dress-up-day wrapping, we signal — to ourselves and to everyone watching — that the content alone isn’t enough. That HR practitioners need to be coaxed into learning the way toddlers are coaxed into eating vegetables: hide it inside something fun. Other professions assume their members will show up for substance because the substance matters. We apparently assume our members need a costume contest.
And there’s a second, thornier layer to this. HR remains a female-dominated profession, and it has spent decades fighting the perception that it’s the corporate equivalent of the social committee — the department that plans the potlucks, orders the retirement cakes, and decorates for the holiday party. That stereotype is unfair, tired, and has done measurable damage to HR’s organizational standing and reputation. So when our own professional associations voluntarily lean into it — and when the most visible public artifact of our professional community is a conference that looks like a themed bridal shower — we’re doing our critics’ work for them. We’re confirming, in glitter and balloon arches, exactly what they already suspected: that HR is a profession run by people who would rather be event planners.
Now let me say this loudly — I want to be perfectly clear that the individuals on these committees are usually volunteers giving their time, and the impulse comes from a generous place — a desire to make events welcoming and memorable. I don’t doubt the intent; I doubt the calculus. Because “memorable” and “credible” are not the same.
The Spectacle Becomes a Pattern
I wrote recently about SHRM’s long courtship of celebrity keynotes and what it reveals: a profession seeking external validation because it isn’t quite sure it believes in its own substance. The themed conferences are the same insecurity at local scale; big SHRM chases Oprah while chapters and state councils chase a Party City line of credit. Both are bets that the packaging will carry what, or so it’s feared, the content cannot.
But the content can carry it. The work HR does — navigating AI transformation, rebuilding trust in fractured workplaces, advising leaders through genuinely hard decisions — is substantive enough to fill a conference agenda without a single sequin. And the practitioners doing that work deserve professional gatherings that treat them like the professionals they are.
Attorneys convene. Accountants convene. Engineers convene. But HR professionals, somehow, get a Wild West-themed party with coffee service, breakout sessions and bandanas in the swag bags.
HR’s most well-worn cliché is “we want a seat at the table.” Perhaps we could start by not showing up to our own events in a costume.
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