Ep. 1: Hoofin’ It!

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…

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I just realized… who took this picture for us?!

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.

The end.

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.

The Adventures of Britt and Mic!

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!

Next weeks episode: Hoofin It!

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Chase Me Gosh Darn-It!

**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)!

 

Introducing the.B.Law Style Panel: Heather!

As I said in my last post, this week and next I will be introducing my new style panel! I am so excited, I have 6 awesome girls and they all have great things to contribute. So without further ado, I would like to introduce you to Heather!


Heather and I met in college (in some weird cosmic way- story for another time) and then she joined my sorority Sigma Kappa. We continued to grow closer and closer. After graduation she got me a job as an assistant manager with her at Abercrombie and Fitch, AND THEN we were roommates! You all have probably seen her before from when the blog first started. For those of you who haven’t been with me since the beginning, the.B.Law wasn’t always the.B.Law. When I started the blog, 3 years ago next month, it was called Tragic Girls. Tragic Girls was about all of mine and Heather’s tragicness when we lived together. It was the first time we had both lived on our own, and although we were already very independent, we still had a lot to learn. If you are interested, check out these first few tragic posts here, here, herehere, and here! Since then, the blog has evolved and so has mine and Heather’s friendship. We do not live together anymore, but she is still one of my best friends and we talk every day. She is also one I run all of my fashion decisions by.

Heather and I both have tons of retail experience. I worked in retail for just shy of 8 years. Heather I believe is somewhere between 8-9 years? Is that right Heather? Correct me if I am wrong. All of those years are where we got all of our style influence, and turns out, we are pretty good. Heather is my general style and fashion forward panelist. She has great style for every occasion and is never afraid to try the new trends. Whenever I am unsure about trying something new, I am sending a picture of it over to Heather asking her opinion. She is just so great! Below are some fun facts, stay tuned for more and expect some great things from her!

  • Describe your personal style in 3-5 words: Basic, boho, chic
  • Your go to outfit/piece of clothing: High rise denim with a tank body suit, a chunky sweater, and booties
  • Favorite place to shop: Target and H&M
  • Favorite shoe brand: Steve Madden
  • Favorite current trend: Body suits
  • Style preference: Casual
  • Where do you get most of your style inspiration: Bloggers on Instagram and fashion magazines
  • One piece of makeup you cannot live without: Benefit They’re Real! Lengthening & Volumizing Mascara
  • Connect:
    • Instagram – @heathersheridan
    • Facebook – Heather Sheridan

Everyone say hi to Heather!

xoxo

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!

 

 

 

 

Friendsgiving 2015

Last night my friends and I had this year’s Friendsgiving, hosted again by the lovely Amanda, you may know her from her blog Glitter it Gold, if not, do yourself a favor and check her out. It was a great night of food, friends, and fall fashion! Oh and wine. Amanda did a great job setting up, and cooking the main course obviously.

 

 

It was a really fun night and I look forward to continuing this tradition every year. It really made it feel like the holidays are coming, and we all got to wear cute fall outfits! I just got these booties at Target and I LOVE them! The high platform made them so comfy. I wore them all night and never felt the need to take them off. My sweater and flannel are both from Target as well and I was so excited to pair them together. When I saw the booties I knew I had to get them to finish my outfit. Plus I worked an hour of overtime this week which paid for my booties so that means they were like free, right? Right! Check the combination out below!

 

 

 

 

 

Sweater, flannel, and boots: Target

Jeans: Abercrombie & Fitch

Necklace: Charming Charlie