Wow, I have not posted since October… shame on me. Not to use the same excuse that everyone has, but 2020 was rough. It started off great and we thought it was going to be like THE YEAR, and then the rug got pulled out from under us. AND THEN, to let the year come full circle, I am spending the first two weeks of the long awaited new year IN QUARANTINE because yes, my whole house got COVID (we are all fine). But maybe this is a good thing? Because 2020 started off great and then went downhill. Maybe since my 2021 is starting off at the bottom of that hill, it can only go up from here? I am hopeful.
Aside from 2020 being different, and hard, there were a couple great things for me. I turned 30 in February and didn’t die (but then the world actually ended… I don’t think those events are related), and I got to have an epic 30th trashy birthday party. The other amazing thing was finding a boyfriend and love! So 2020 may be the year of the pandemic, but it will always be the year I found my person and got to visit Montana three times to see him and move him home. A big enough event for me to say 2020 wasn’t all that bad.
Two of my sisters and I sat down this past Monday and set goals for the new year, but kind of broke them down into weekly and monthly goals with check-ins. I know it has only been a few days but it really has me motivated. My goals include getting my brand Tragic Girls H.Q. up and going, working on my writing (poem collection and book), and obviously this blog and my Instagram that goes with it. My relationship with this blog has really changed over the years and fell in place with where I was in life. I was pretty steady (I think) about three years ago, then post break up I realized I used my blog as a clutch. I was literally pumping out content about three times a week and planning and doing most of the work on Sundays. That wasn’t a bad thing and I really enjoyed it. It was what I needed at that time in my life. Then the next year I came out of hiding and started going out with my younger sister and had A TON of fun, but didn’t leave as much time for blogging. This last year as I said above, there was the pandemic, falling in love, and I still didn’t leave myself much time for the blog.
NOW THIS YEAR I want to get back to it. I want to continue documenting my adventures and all of the new adventures that are going to come. My goal for this year is to post every Friday. If I get a second in for the week then go me, but bare minimum I need a put a post out every Friday. I am ready for the challenge and ready to get back to creating. I need it!
Thanks for being along for the ride. Content will vary between life, adventures, styles, advice, all of it! Let’s do it!
Hey! I’m going to stop you right there and say if you have not read the first half of this post, That New New – Pt. 1, then go read that first.
I have left you hanging on updates since May… sorry about that, slack attack. Recap, it was May and I bought a plane ticket to go meet Mr. Montana in June, IN MONTANA, and be his wedding date… to a wedding he was also now officiating. Talk about a first date.
“Four months of anticipation packed into a carryon. 30 years of life and I’d never flown alone.”
Can you imagine my nerves? I was about to fly, BY MYSELF for the first time, to go meet a guy I had only ever FaceTimed… on Instagram because he never had enough service to actually FaceTime 😅. MY FATHER WAS LIKE WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! But I had to go.
“I swear my heart was beating louder than the roar of the engines as we touched down.”
The week had come, AND MY FLIGHT CHANGED LIKE DAYS BEFORE, WHICH WOULD HAVE LEFT ME TO MISS MY CONNECTING FLIGHT. So after waiting literally 10 hours for a call back from Delta, I got a flight the day prior, had to call my manager while I had the Delta lady on hold to get approved to take one more day off, and get to Montana a day early. June 4th. I would be there from Thursday at lunch time to Sunday. Walking out of the terminal I was SO NERVOUS. I arrived at noon-ish which meant Mr. Montana had to get me on his lunch break. I texted him and he told me he wasn’t there yet. I got on the escalator and saw him walking towards it, he was already there waiting to surprise me. With sunflowers, my favorite. Wearing cowboy boots, also my favorite. He walked up to me, put his spare arm around me and pulled me in for our first kiss and it was magical. We were both literally shaking as we walked back to his Jeep. Also please note he handed me the flowers and took my bag from me. I was shookth. Who was this gentleman and where did he come from?
“My knees weak and nervous, my mouth dry from my mask. The world was falling apart, but I just wanted to fall into you.”
He drove me to his cabin and had to go back to work, so I got to cuddle with his amazing dog Raen and take a nap. Life was good.
“The descend of the escalator, Lord please don’t let me fall. I could see you, cowboy boots, the sunflowers bright in your hand, my favorite.”
That night he came home from work, COOKED FOR ME, like the best pasta ever, then asked me to officially be his girlfriend. It was a dream. The rest of the weekend was amazing. Date night Friday, wedding for his best friends Saturday, and crying when I went home on Sunday.
“You wrapped your free arm around me, strong but gentle, and we kissed for the first time. It took everything in me not to melt into a puddle on the floor.”
A month goes by and I find a cheap plane ticket to go back for the Fourth of July, but I had to drive to Vegas in order to get this cheap flight. Done. Got to work at the crack of dawn, worked eight hours, drove four hours to Vegas, waited at the airport for like another four (or more) hours because my plane got delayed twice, and arrived at just about midnight for another fun filled Montana weekend which included staying in this chic little sheep wagon, a rodeo, and a river float.
“A trade, flowers for my bag, my hand in yours, and the wonder of whether the moment was even real as we walked to your Jeep.”
Two months later, I flew back out for Labor Day weekend (this time from Ontario and not Vegas) to move Mr. Montana back to California, and we have basically been together almost every day since.
“You opened my door. The brief moment to myself, as you put my bag in the back, might have been the first breath I took since you stole it away.”
That was just a super quick update, I will give more details in another post. Just know he is here, we are BEYOND happy, and oh yeah, his name is Preston.
“Door closed behind you, my face is in your hands, your lips on mine. You pulled back and smiled and I could see my future in your eyes.”
(follow on insta, @the.b.law, if you don’t already to see more of his lovely face 😉)
Just as I promised, this is our first episode of The Adventures of Britt & Mic! If you do not know what I am talking about then catch up here –> The Adventures of Britt and Mic! <– But basically, Micaela (my sister) and I have been having so many fun weekends that I wanted write about them. There is never a dull moment when we are together! So here you go, enjoy…
Our favorite place to go on the weekends, or even week nights, is the Water Wheel Saloon in Norco. This is where we go to line dance. We started going so often that the line dance instructors and the bar tenders all knew us. Now this was back in like the end of March or beginning April. It was a Friday night so Micaela and I decided to meet our friend Wesley at the Water Wheel (Mic’s man was working weekends at the time so I was her weekend boyfriend and she was my/is my wing-woman to help me find a man… which has yet to happen but that is neither here nor there). Somewhere throughout the night these two guys start talking to our group and they buy us a drink, pretty sure it was shots. But they bought for all three of us so it wasn’t creepy. Oh you want to know their names? Well, that just isn’t the point of the story here is it…
Anywho, we are all chitchatting and it is getting late. Mic and I had mentioned, only to each other and Wes, that we wanted to go to Mavericks, the bar up the street. Wesley has to leave and asked if we wanted him to drive us up there. We assured him no, we were not even close to wanting to leave Water Wheel yet. So he leaves and Mic and I are still talking to our new friends. The conversation is starting to run a little slow so what do Mic and I do? What one naturally does in a bar, quotes Spongebob Squarepants DUH! Honestly who knows what TF we were doing but we did it with hand motions and everything. One of the guys tried to ask what we were doing and we told him it was from Spongebob. Bless his poor soul he tried real hard to know what we were talking about but you could tell he was lost. (Side bar: I am pretty sure I have mentioned this before, but we told my dad that we did Spongebob in the bar and he scolded me saying I will never find a man like that. Well dad, maybe I will find the RIGHT man like that, yeah ever think of that?)
It had only been maybe 15 minutes since Wes left and Mic and I were all it is time to go. We turn to the guys and say sorry fellas, but we have to go home, we have to be up early for a hike (which was the absolute truth… well the hike). They replied bummed and asked if we wanted to go to Mavericks. We nicely said no, we have to go to sleep. We say bye, thanks for the drinks, and quickly walk out the bar.
Our usual, park in the back and bring a case of White Claws. We drink a couple before going in, sometimes come out for another, it is how we roll… that and we are broke. So we go to the car for our last White Claws. Mavericks is so close we felt dumb calling an Uber and figured we could save a few bucks by just walking there. We map it out and it is exactly one mile from where we were and it said it would take 30 minutes to walk. 30 MINUTES?! We said nah, we can make that in 10-15 minutes. So we grab our White Claws and we GO. We get to the “side walk” aka, the dirt horse path, and we start HOOFIN’ IT.
We are about halfway there and we decide we should FaceTime Tabitha, one of our other sisters, but she doesn’t answer (loser. JK I love you). So we decide to leave her a FaceTime Voice Mail, and invention of our own making. We recorded ourselves, and sent it to her via text, genius we know (refer to IGTV for evidence of this message). Ever since that night we have made those a thing.
We finally make it to Mavericks. We are walking up to the door and an Uber cuts us off on our path to the door. Out of this Uber I kid you not, steps out THE TWO GUYS FROM WATER WHEEL. Mic and I stop in our tracks, look at each other with utter fear on our faces, turn around and literally run. We find a truck to hide behind and just squat down trying to hush our hysterical laughter. Tab calls us back and we are trying to explain and she thinks we are nuts. We don’t know what to do, we just know we have to pee really bad. Okay, we need a plan. We put our hair up in buns because we both had it down, and pop the colors on our denim jackets, you know to disguise ourselves because NO ONE would recognize us in this change of wardrobe… idiots we are. We walk in and make a B line for the bathroom. We make it, everything is cool. When we come out we see an open table in the middle of the place, perfect it is not on the edge, it will be harder to pick us out. We sit down and just stair at each other quietly when low and behold, who walks up?
“Heyyyyy” they say, “We thought you were going home.”
“Oh hiiiii,” we respond, “we had to go to the bathroom.”
“So you had to go to the one at the bar?”
“Yeahhhh, we just couldn’t make it all the way home…”
I can’t even remember what was said after that, but they obviously didn’t hate us too much because they hung out with us again. Mic and I did a few line dances here and there, and then one of the guys said he knew how to two step and took Mic on the dance floor. They were doing alright, not too shabby. The end of the song comes and he looks like he is going for a dip, which is pretty normal at the end of a dance. With him in the lead, Mic goes for it. THIS FOOL drops her on her ass. Just straight full body on the floor and he just stares at here and helps her up. Her face just reads WTF just happened. He apologizes and said he didn’t know she was going for the dip. This is when we realize it is time to leave. We call that Uber up and we dip. That was the fastest karma I ever did see.
We made it home, made it to bed, and did not make it on the hike we were supposed to go on, but went on an easier, closer one and named it the hangover trail because that’s what we were.
Head to IGTV to watch us talk more about this and stay tuned next Friday for our next adventure! A little more Water Wheel, a little more drunk, and a whole lot more tragic.
I made a plan! In my last post, Chase Me Gosh Darn-It!, I said I was thinking about sharing more of mine and my sister Micaela’s adventures. The first will come this Friday (or at least that is the plan) so make sure you follow along here AND on Instagram (@the.B.Law) because there will be supporting videos for every story… we tend to leave “FaceTime voicemails” when we go out and drink. Oh, you don’t know what a FaceTime voicemail is? If someone doesn’t answer our FaceTime call, then we record a “voicemail” and text it to them. It is great, you should try it.
So Friday will be the first story where we will introduce our favorite place ever to go out. Until then, head to Instagram for our intro video of us just being ridiculously us LOL!
**Disclaimer: this post might just be a ramble, but it is the start to a new series of posts. So yeah read on!
I feel like every time I write a new blog I want to start it off like, “Hey! It’s been awhile…”. Obviously it has been awhile, let’s not kid ourselves. I have not been writing so let’s just skip that part and be real haha.
So hi! I know this is supposed to be a style blog or whatever, but I’ve got some feelings and shit. How come even though you want to be effing chased, you allow guys to have it easy and don’t make it hard to chase you? Am I that starved for attention that I am willing to accept in the moment affection that won’t last? AM I JUST STUPID?! I am starting to think that is the issue…
Question: what is more dumb? Being actually stupid and not realizing what the consequences of your actions might be, OR being smart enough to know the consequences and choosing to do that action anyways?
This question came up after choices I made that I most definitely knew the consequences of, but tried to convince myself otherwise (it may have also been the alcohol convincing me otherwise). This story will potentially get shared in time, but regardless, a valid question I am pondering.
Being in the dating world is tough, like more than just trying to actually find a man who will give you the time of day. But once one actually does, you have so many things to decipher. Maybe I just overthink everything, but I have quickly come to realize that I do not know how to date. I do not know the rules, I do not know the games, I do not know how to play it cool, I DO NOT KNOW WHAT I AM DOING.
Don’t get me wrong, I am having fun. Micaela, my sister that you are going to hear much more about, and I go out often and we ALWAYS have a great time. I have met a few people, and maybe one will stick, but it is scary to have hopes about any of it. We say we have hopes of having hopes. I am in this place where it feels like eventually they all choose someone else anyways. So as much fun as we have, it is hard sometimes to be home on a Sunday night after all the fun is over and still feel somewhat alone, but I am working on it.
I am not really sure where this post is going, but I have decided I want to write more about mine and Mic’s adventures and being in the dating realm. The Tragic Girls are essentially back but in a whole new light ;). Get ready for some fun and tragic stories (and lots of code names)!
I have been wanting a photo OF the windmills in Palm Springs and WITH the windmills for some time now. I always see them on my drive in and out and wish I could just stop on the side of the road to take a photo! But I have been told I cannot do that. So finally this weekend I told my mom we are doing it! We are finally getting photos! After a failed attempt, we FINALLY found the place. Thursday evening we drove in their general direction and found a park that looked mostly close to them. There was one car just waiting, and another had pulled in right before us and parked, then we parked next to it. Up at the benches there was a man in an electric wheelchair. The lady who parked first got out and kind of just stared at us funny (for an awkward amount of time) and was walking up to the man. We figured they were family and we walked toward the windmills. Turns out we were a lot farther than we thought and didn’t want to pass through the barrier of trees to get to them so we turned around. When we got back to the car, the weird lady in her car was gone and another had pulled in and parked. She also gave us a weird look when she got out of her car and headed for they guy in the wheelchair. We got back in our car and I told my mom I am pretty sure the guy in the wheelchair is doing drug deals… she said probably, we are not in a great part of town. We promptly left. Oops! In the middle of drug deals and here we are with a camera trying to get photos of windmills. We drove around a little longer and found one spot kind of far away from them but gave it a try.
Friday morning after our palm tree oasis adventure we tried for windmills again. We found a mostly good spot and just parked on the side of the road, but the lovely barbed wire fence was not so cute in my photos. We decided to get breakfast instead, then after drove home and the road we took was right by the windmills with no fence! By the time we decided we should stop we had already passed them all, had to u-turn, go all the way back to the end, turn around and start again. We ended up finding a turn off and went in. My mom is the best and is down to do anything for the blog with me! We finally found the PERFECT spot for photos OF and WITH the windmills with no fences and you’re pretty level with them. When we finished and drove the rest of that road back, we ended up right at the park from the day before… if we would have just gone a little further! Still, mission accomplished and now we know where to go.
This outfit was linked in our palm tree oasis adventure post, but I will link it again (ps- this crop is on sale now!)
My mom has been wanting to take me to the palm tree oasis in Thousand Palms for like ever. Last time we tried it was way too windy. She wanted to try this time but we had to go super early because of how hot it was… like this past Friday was ONLY supposed to be 113°. We wanted to get there by 7am but ended up running an hour late. Good thing because we found out they don’t open until 8am. When we got there, the Coachella Valley Preserve, it looked closed. When we walked up we were told the visitor center is closed during this part of the season, but the trails were open.
It was such a cool place! So many huge palm trees all together with trails and bridges in between. The not cool part, all of the bugs! I felt like you couldn’t stop moving for too long because the bugs would attack you. Them or the lizards everywhere. We went through a few trails, passed a sign that said watch out for wildlife and listed dragon flies, lizards, and whatever. We went a little farther and the next wildlife sign showed things like bobcats, mountain lions, snakes OH-MY! We turned around and said we had gone far enough. We did one more trail and called it a day. It probably took longer to drive there than it did to walk through what we did! But it was really cool to see. It would definitely be cool to go back when it is cooler so you can stay longer. There are even picnic tables to bring a lunch.
At least we got a few good photos. I love this casual outfit I put together. To be honest I bought this cropped tee to wear to the OC Fair when we go this Friday, but I felt it was very Palm Springs so I wore it already, oops! I have been loving the longer, loose crop tops, the ones that just barely graze the top of your high waist bottoms. All items are linked below, the top and shorts are Topshop from Nordstrom, the hat is from Target, and the Adidas are from Nordstrom as well (got them as part of the sale and they are like my favorite thing!).
My last Friday 5 was for downtown Palm Springs and it was so fun. Every place we went was perfect and we took a ton of photos, which was the point (you can catch up on that post here if you missed it!). I figured the next place I should do is Las Vegas because I was going to visit my little sister. I wanted to show 5 Places to be Basic in Las Vegas without doing Vegas. We picked our 5 places, picked out outfits, then planned our schedule. Let’s just say that this trip didn’t go quite as well as Palm Springs. This edition kind of turned into places to NOT GO to be basic in Las Vegas.
Before we started our adventure, we took a side adventure to the Seven Magic Mountains. Are you really on Instagram if you didn’t take a photo with this colorful art installment? We thought not. I was going to add this to the 5 but it won’t be around forever. Last I read it was supposed to end in May I think, but I just checked and the website says at a minimum it will be up through the end of 2018, so if you haven’t gone there is still time!
Anyways, back to today’s program, 5 Places to maybe be basic in Las Vegas, plus a bonus location:
1- The Downtown Container Park, in downtown Fremont, is exactly what it sounds like, a shopping area made out of containers! The place is bordered with freight containers that were made into little shops, boutiques, and food places. The middle had basically a park. It was so unique! Some containers were vertical with three levels of little shops, and some were laid horizontal for larger shops. We took a lap, got gelato, and took pictures obviously. It is a cool place to take photos because it’s not your typical shopping center, not to mention the giant praying mantis statue out front that apparently blows fire at night?! A bonus to this place is that it is walking distance to one, Fremont Street, but also to a few street murals, and an old bus with meerkats. Yes I know that sounds weird, see the photos below to understand. This place was a definite good place.
2- Corduroy, a bar on Fremont street looked so cool on Instagram! There were a bunch of people with pictures in this little room with vertical lights (see below), and that is mainly why we went. We walked in literally 5 minutes after it opened, slightly overdressed, and it was a complete sausage fest. The bar was full of dudes and as soon as we walked in they all just turned and looked at us. Have you seen the movie Eurotrip? If you have, remember the nude beach scene when it was all guys? That was the basic feel. We couldn’t just back up back out the door, we had to act like the confident women we are(n’t) and act like we had purpose, which we did, find the light room. We made a B line for the back to where no one was. On our walk back we looked down both sides for the light room and didn’t see it anywhere! We straight up investigated this place and nothing. Once we got to the very back it was like our sanctuary, an empty room, full of neon painted walls with a black light and early 2000’s tunes playing. We had dance party for two for a quick minute then again made an escape. There were a couple cute places for photos we saw on our walk back up, what we are assuming was a VIP lounge area so we quickly took a picture before someone told us to get out, but the lighting really sucked. We finally made a break for it and literally rushed back out the front door past all the dudes, never to look back. This place was a definite NO! And get this! Later we saw a photo on Instagram of a girl in the light room and her location said it was where we were?! Was it hiding? Who knows, not us because we were too embarrassed to ask.
3- Park on Fremont is probably one of the cutest little restaurants we have eaten at. We found this place by accident on our walk of failure back from Fremont Street (after Corduroy we walked through Fremont which really is not pretty or cool during the day with its fake Moana’s and Transformer street actors, so we got about half way and decided we were done and turned around). We passed the patio of Park and it was so cute we went inside, WHICH WAS ALSO CUTE! It was sort of garden tea party themed with a dark side of Alice in Wonderland. We decided to get a snack and got a little pail of THE BEST SWEET POTATO TOTS I’VE EVER HAD. Photos on the patio came out great, it also looks like a place that would be super cute at night, they have all of the twinkle lights. When we were finished eating we went to use the restroom (also cute) and peeked out the back door onto the back patio and OH MY GOODNESS we wished we would have eaten back there! So tea party-ish and SO MANY good photo opportunities. Even the bike at the front door was Instagram worthy. This place literally saved our day, the best accident ever. A good place, GO THERE.
4- Mermaids at the Silverton Casino… Mermaids are all the rage, we all know this. So when we read you can see a “real” mermaid at the aquarium at the Silverton Casino heck yes we jumped on that! It was also listed as one of the best free attractions in Vegas (according to what Tabitha researched). The Silverton is not on the strip which is a plus, but it was still a tad out of the way, but who cares?! We were going to see a mermaid! We get there and walk in and immediately see a big fish tank. We are looking around for a sign that says “aquarium” and don’t see one. Next to this tank was the Mermaid Lounge, we figured this must be the whole aquarium… It’s cool, we took a front seat in the mermaid lounge and waited for the mermaid to make an appearance. There were a ton of kids sitting at the base of the tank waiting. Same we thought, if we could we would be at the base of the tank too. Finally at the top of the tank, we saw a fin! She was coming! She was… she was… wearing goggles? And a full body suit? And didn’t even have long mermaid hair? What kind of mermaid attraction was this? We just looked at each other and laughed that we came all the way over here for this. This one got a NO!
5- Flamingos at the Flamingo! We love pink and we love flamingos, so off to the Flamingo Hotel and Casino we went! This one is on the strip obviously, but it was the middle of the day, we thought it would be alright. We didn’t really know where to park and passed our first option that was by the Flamingo. It was cool we said we would turn at the next public parking. When we FINALLY found it and parked, we looked on maps for how long it would take to walk to where we were going, umm we were 1.1 miles away! Oops… So we walked, and just because it was the middle of the day did not mean the strip would be any less crowded. We walked like two girls on a mission and made it to the Flamingo! Through the casino we went to wear the real flamingos were and found them… In one tiny section, but hey, still got a photo of a real flamingo. We’d say this place was a good one, some of you may not agree but it was cute.
Bonus- Shakes at Cafe Hollywood in Planet Hollywood. This stop required an outfit change which we did in the restroom at the Flamingo. Again we mapped it and Planet Hollywood was about 0.4 miles away so again we took off. I was so pumped and ready for this shake because they looked SO GOOD on Instagram. Tabitha was being navigator and according to maps, took us through the doors right to the left of the PH entrance, into the mall area. WE CIRCLED THE ENTIRE THING AND DIDN’T FIND A MILKSHAKE. Finally when we got to the end of the shopping at the casino entrance we asked someone. They said go into the casino and it was on the right, like right there. We found it! It wasn’t crowded at all so we got seated right away. We told the waiter we just wanted milkshakes and couldn’t find the fun ones on the menu. He advised they weren’t on there and gave us the rundown. I don’t even remember the flavors they offered because I was deafened when he said they were $17! FOR A MILKSHAKE?! We went with one regular strawberry milkshake that was $7 (still expensive but better). We always say do it for the gram but we draw the line at a $17 milkshake. Our single strawberry milkshake came out quickly and I can’t event describe my feelings of hysteria when I saw it. Just reference the photo below, IT WAS SO SMALL. Like it looked so tiny in the waiter’s hand. I could barely respond when he asked if we needed anything else because I was about to explode into tears of laughter. Tab and I silently looked at each other in utter amazement and then broke out into the loudest muffled laughs ever. You know when you laugh so hard and you try to talk it kind of sounds like you’re literally sobbing? That was the two of us with our tiny $7 milkshake. Once we contained ourselves and took pitiful pictures, we drank it quickly (as in drank at a regular pace and it was gone quickly because it was so small) and got the hell out of there. The restaurant was next to the exit doors and as soon as we walked out WE SAW THE MALL DOORS WE HAD ENTERED THROUGH IN THE FIRST PLACE. 20 more feet and we would have saved ourselves from the entire scenic route through the mall. Again, we looked at each other and about died from laughter. Then we took off on our now 1.5 mile commute back to the car. What would you do for a photo with flamingos and a tiny AF milkshake? We walked a total of 3 miles for them. Sometimes #doitforthegram bites you in the butt, but you got to try! As you can probably get, this was a definite no.
Since this trip Tabitha has discovered some new Instagram worthy places so we will be planning a redo, and I am pretty excited for them. Until then take our advice (or don’t) and don’t hit the no spots. Look for the next Friday 5 post next month and happy Friday!
It’s official! I am finally moved out of my apartment in Huntington Beach. It is very bittersweet and the last time I drove away after turning in my keys I almost felt like crying (such an emotional girl). I am happy that the packing is over though. Packing is literally one of the worst things, what is even worse is packing an entire apartment alone! My boyfriend totally owes me! (side update, he is doing really well in basic training! He graduates on August 5th!) I would also like to thank my bffff because I literally would not have gotten the apartment packed without her.
The plan was to move everything out last Sunday, so my bffff, younger sister and I, wanted to do a last HB hoorah and do a few things that we had been wanting to do, like go to the OC Swap meet. The swap meet is awesome because there is so much there and it only costs $2.00 to get in. Even if you don’t buy anything it is just fun to look around. We made our way through a bunch of vendors and saw a lot of cute clothes. I found these awesome sunglasses too! There was a fun pair online that I have been wanting to buy but haven’t wanted to spend $50.00 on them, but here I found a different fun pair I liked and they were two for $15.00! Naturally I bought two pairs. They are so fun, I have been wearing them everyday.
We also found this one booth that sells hair bows, Mia C’s Bowtique. She had a lot of cute bows including wrap type ones. My bffff ended up buying 5 different bows, three of which represent her teams, hockey, football, and baseball.
One of my favorite booths was a mobile boutique called Jules Vault. It was the cutest vintage truck that you could go inside to shop. I liked basically every piece of clothing they sold! I will definitely be looking for them again.
Life is too short to wear boring clothes- Jules Vault
After the swap meet we ran a couple errands and next on the agenda were rainbows from Aloha Grill down on Main Street. If you don’t know, a rainbow is probably one of the best alcoholic beverages you can get. It is like six different slushy drinks totaling about ten different alcohols, mostly rum. The other great thing about these drinks is that they are only $7! You can get two to tipsy in less than $15, if that’s not a yummy deal then I don’t know what is.
We ended the night with a walk on the pier down to Ruby’s Diner to get shakes. It was the best chocolate banana shake of my life!
It ended up being the perfect last day to the end of my adventure in Huntington Beach. The next day my dad and his friend came to help me move out and I was sore for about four days since the elevator in our building was broken and we had to carry everything down stairs. As I said, it is really bittersweet to move. I loved the atmosphere of living down there, the commute to work was just really terrible. I also wished we would have utilized our location more. When you live at the beach it is easy to take it for granted and never really go. It makes me sad that every time I get off work my iPhone tells me that it will take me 50 minutes to get home because it thinks I am still living there. But I know that my boyfriend and I will be on to our next adventure in our life and it won’t be the last, so on to the next thing!
It’s crazy to think that it’s already April and that my roomie and I moved in almost a year ago. By this time last year we had already gone through all of the searching for an apartment tragicness and had our hearts set on ours. It really was tragic looking for an apartment. No one told me it could be so hard. Some places we pulled up to, then drove right away. It took us I think four different very long days of searching. But now it’s April and we have to be out of our apartment on May 31st. It’s insane to think about how fast time goes by. The end will be bittersweet. I will be so sad to leave her, but we will be starting new adventures. I’m excited for this next chapter of my life. I’ll be moving in with my boyfriend by the beach! How awesome that I’ll be living a half a mile from the beach! Aside from the excitement of the beach, it is also a huge step for my boyfriend and I.
Although the Tragic Girl Headquarters will no longer be together, it’s not over. I have plenty of more tragic events to come. As for headquarters, it’s moving to the beach so at least I’ll be a tan Tragic Girl! This next month and a half will be crazy, sad, and fun, and most likely fast. There are even a couple anniversaries coming up in May, mine and the boyfriend’s big one year, AND Tragic Girls’ one year anniversary! So A LOT of fun stuff coming up so be sure to be following and stay tuned!