Well, it’s been a long time, y’all. Honestly, I’ve just lost my zest for blogging. For so long, writing my blog was one of my favorite parts of the week, but lately every time I’d sit down to write, I had no inspiration, couldn’t put two words together, and spent most of my time failing at editing my photos. My previous joy had turned into a chore, and that’s not what it should be.
So, I’m taking an official break. I am going to keep my blog active in case I get bit by the bug again, because I really did love sharing my life – and my wardrobe – with you all. And because I assume there will be major life changes, or dating disasters, that I just can’t keep in.
But, for the time being, Tastefully Trendy is on hiatus. Sarah Beth the person isn’t, though, so always send me your fashion (or dating??) thoughts, questions, and suggestions. I love hearing from my friends.
For some parting thoughts, I leave you with a summary of my recent dating history:
- Bradley Cooper and I did start talking again for a long time and even got to hang out in person! It was pretty wonderful, but it didn’t work out, and I’m still sad about it, which I’m mostly just bringing up on the off-chance that he ever reads this.
- A few weeks ago, I was in Florida for work and the Disney lifeguard asked me out. 14 year old me would have been ECSTATIC about this. 32 year old me was less so. But, I went because like a dummy, I’d already said I didn’t have anything to do when I wasn’t working. He was super sweet, but when he cheersed (is that a word?) to a “magical evening”, I knew Mr. Disney and I were not meant to be.
- Last week, my bestie was in town, so naturally, we went dancing, and I met this very nice physical therapist. Or, at least I thought he was nice until he put his hand on my spine and told me my back was stiff and I should really see someone about that (insert eye roll emoji). I told him that I did have a chiropractor but I had asked him out and things got real awkward, so…
- Speaking of my chiropractor, I recently re-downloaded Bumble (almost always a mistake). Well, not more than 4 or 5 swipes in, who do I see but the Hot Doctor himself. Obviously, I swiped right and we matched! Redemption!! (I thought.) Unfortunately, Hot Doctor apparently didn’t realize I was me, because when I messaged him and he finally did realize it, he responded about like he had the first time – an awkward laugh followed by radio silence. Oh well.
So, there you have it – not much has changed since we last spoke. My coworker always worries that I’ll run out of good stories, but the material just keeps on coming. Hope springs eternal, though, that some day soon, I’ll have a good, non-awkward, even permanent story. And when that happens, you better believe you’ll be among the first to know!
With that, here is one last poorly-edited outfit picture for you, and I hope to see you all again sometime soon, both in real life and through my blog.