The Season has Changed

I found this post in my drafts. I don’t even remember when I started it, but if I had to guess it was before my birthday in February. Let me tell you, turning 30 really messes with your mind 😅. I have settled in though now that it has been over a month. Read on and we will circle up at the end:

In the midst of “finding myself” recently and being pretty happy with where I am currently at, I have also been feeling fairly lost. It is strange to have such conflicting feelings. I feel like I have come such a long way in being content, that this lost feeling character rearing its head is throwing me off. It makes me question really how much I have grown or learned.

This may sound weird or maybe even narcissistic, but I often think I am hyper-self aware. I don’t know if those are even the right terms, but let me explain. I am aware when I am feeling some sort of way, mostly when it is a way I should not be feeling. For instance, I will be the first to admit when I am throwing my own pity party. I will literally laugh at myself, acknowledge that I am ridiculous, yet still hang out at this sad party for one. Countless times I am telling my sister “I feel like (insert feeling), I know that’s not true, but I just feel (insert feeling).” It is such circle that one can go round and round in. I don’t even let her talk! It is just me talking to myself with her listening, playing both sides of the conversation.  I wonder if not having this self-awareness would make life easier. It would allow me to actually call my sister for good ole’ advice instead of just ranting and knowing deep down that I am just a nut. Now writing this, I don’t even know if that made sense but I hope it did.

ANYWAYS, I guess this is all to preface the fact that I have been feeling lost, but I know I am not, yet I am going to stay in this lost fog until I decide to pull myself out. So if you need me that is where I will be. This is a different feeling of lost though. It is more lost incognito. When I go somewhere I have never been, by myself, I hate looking lost and like I do not know what I am doing. Therefore I try really hard to act like I know what I am doing. That is what this feels like this time. A subtle war in myself of convincing everyone else I know what I am doing, but maybe I am just trying to convince myself. I don’t like appearing like I am not alright, so the front goes up.

I feel like I am in a sort of transition. Almost like the seasons changing, I am half bleh and half really happy.

That is where I ended that rant. The last line stuck out to me though today about feeling in transition and the seasons changing. Because I was absolutely right about that. At this current point in time, I am not feeling lost, I am feeling content, and dare I say… happy? Yes I said it, I am feeling genuinely happy, but not without reason. Something has happened since I originally started this post. Something you will hear about soon enough. So for now just know, we are doing okay 😊… 👇🏼 … 👀

my cheeks should be burnt from the amount of times youve made me blush.

 

The New Name of Tragic Girls is…

Hello all! As you know I announced that there will be some big changes to the blog come the new year, one of which is changing the name. This has been a change that I have thought about a lot. Once I figured out the new name I knew I was making the right decision and I am really excited. So with that being said, come 2016 Tragic Girls will be changing to…

The blog will be changing to the.B.Law! When I thought of this name I liked it, but still wasn’t sure. Then as I kept thinking about it, the more I fell in love with it. It is kind of a play on words and has a few different meanings, one- obviously it represents my name, two- this was my high school nick name (I was on varsity dance and we had three Brittanys so my name turned into B-Law), and three- I like that it sounds like what I am saying is my law (haha).

Changing the name from Tragic Girls is bitter sweet. Tragic Girls is what got me started and it holds a lot of meaning and memories, especially of my roomie and I. I am excited though for the change and what the new name, the.B.Law means. They reason I am making the change is because I have come to a point where the name Tragic Girls itself I feel is restricting me. I know it is my blog and I can write about whatever I want, but I want my name to reflect what my blog is about, or at least be broad enough to cover whatever. Tragic Girls was fun and I will always be tragic, but I want to write about more. I have already ventured into style however, with the name Tragic Girls, if you didn’t read the blog already it may seem like I am writing about tragic fashion which I am NOT! I want a name where any topic is possible. Trust me I have tried to break out of this confinement and convince myself otherwise but it hasn’t worked, the block is in my head. Tragic Girls will always be a part of me and you can bet if something tragic happens I will still post it (tragicness is inevitable in my life), and as long as I can figure out how to do it, I want to keep tragic girls as a page on my blog. I will have to research and mess around to figure out if that is even possible.

The other change to my blog will be the look. I have been trying to hint with the pictures I have been posting about the upcoming changes. I want it to be classic, black and white. Simple and classy. I am still trying to find the right theme and I think I settled on one last night. In a few day Tragic Girls will be officially close for “construction” while I work on the changes. I hope you will all enjoy what is to come!

 

 

 

 

2016 Will Bring Change

It’s the last month of 2015, a new year is approaching. What will the new year bring for you? Any resolutions? Well 2016 will bring change for Tragic Girls, not only a new look but a new name! This is has been a very thought out decision but I am so excited to evolve and do more! The new name will be revealed later this month along with an explanation as to why. I hope you all will enjoy it and be just as excited as I am and continue to support me!

  

BaBangs

How often do girls decide that they need a change after something happens in their lives and they go straight for their hair? I am guilty of this on more than one occasion. Us girls have such a connection with our hair, it’s part of our identity and a way to express ourselves. That’s why when we need a change we go straight for the hair because it changes our whole appearance. It makes us feel better when we drastically change our hair as if we are a completely different person and we feel beautiful again.
A perfect example of a hard time when we feel the need for change is after a breakup. We want to feel new again like we were never with the guy or that we are better off without him and that he doesn’t deserve us. This is where I am guilty. After my first big breakup I dyed my hair dark brown. It completely changed how I looked and I felt good. After my next breakup I wanted to completely forget about the guy so bad that I thought looking different would help, yet again, so I decided to dye my hair more red and get bangs and not just any bangs, I got straight across bangs. Ten months later and I am still suffering from that decision.
Let me just tell you, bangs are never a good idea. But no, noo my sister who is my hairdresser didn’t try to talk me out of it. I said, “I want bangs,” and she said, “Bang is something you do, you want fringe,” and sat me down and cut my hair. Of course I loved them at first, but then I decided I was going to grow them out and that’s where it starts. The struggle of having hair in your face all the time. When they first start to grow out they go straight into your eyes and you feel like you’re being stabbed by tiny needles. You can’t look cute anywhere there is wind and pinning them up makes you look like a child. One of the worst parts though is trying to wash your face. You always have to make sure that you have a headband and of course you can never find one.
Now that it has been ten months they have grown quite a bit. But now I ask the question, how long do bangs have to be to not be considered bangs anymore? Mine are at the awkward chin length so you can still see them. When you do nothing with them they just follow the line of your jaw in a weird curve. Then When you want them out of your face the only way they fit in your ponytail is to have a high, cheerleader ponytail and then they stick out the top of your rubber band like a cockatoo. While sporting the cockatoo you can feel people staring at it while you talk to them.
Again I stress that bangs are never a good idea. My roomie was feeling a change the other day and told me she was thinking about bangs. I practically shouted no at her. Friends don’t let friends get bangs, or to be more correct, friends don’t let friends get fringe. Friends letting friends get “bangs” is a whole other story.

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