Changes
Hello!
Long time no see! How are you?! Good? Good! (I might have no clue who you are... just thought I'd be polite)
So as you may have noticed my blog URL has changed. Bows and Birdcages is no more, I have metaphorically killed it off! (Rest in Peace).
The reason for this is when I started this blog, I was 16, my life was very different as were my views and experiences. I'm now 21, things have changed, some for the good, some for the bad but regardless of their positive or negative impact, I have changed a lot from the age of 16.
Bows and Birdcages represented me as a 16-year-old with an unhealthy love for Victorian fashion and terrible Siouxsie Sioux fashioned eyeliner going through A Levels. Now I've got an unhealthy obsession with 80's goth fashion, my eyeliner isn't as extreme but it's not great either (think Robert Smith on a good day) and trying desperately to figure out what the fuck I'm doing now I've almost finished university and a change of name is required.
I usually dye my hair ginger and therefore I am a fake ginger, I ramble then get to the point and spend too much time living in the past (probably not healthy) so now the name of this blog is A fake Ginger who rambles and reminiscences (I know, it rolls off the tongue!)
Who knows how I will keep up with this blog? I do have a lot of time on my hands coming up wandering around in the grey space of not knowing what I'm doing. Watch this space. (I still have an unhealthy obsession with Pusheen cat, some things never change)
Long time no see! How are you?! Good? Good! (I might have no clue who you are... just thought I'd be polite)
So as you may have noticed my blog URL has changed. Bows and Birdcages is no more, I have metaphorically killed it off! (Rest in Peace).
The reason for this is when I started this blog, I was 16, my life was very different as were my views and experiences. I'm now 21, things have changed, some for the good, some for the bad but regardless of their positive or negative impact, I have changed a lot from the age of 16.
Bows and Birdcages represented me as a 16-year-old with an unhealthy love for Victorian fashion and terrible Siouxsie Sioux fashioned eyeliner going through A Levels. Now I've got an unhealthy obsession with 80's goth fashion, my eyeliner isn't as extreme but it's not great either (think Robert Smith on a good day) and trying desperately to figure out what the fuck I'm doing now I've almost finished university and a change of name is required.
I usually dye my hair ginger and therefore I am a fake ginger, I ramble then get to the point and spend too much time living in the past (probably not healthy) so now the name of this blog is A fake Ginger who rambles and reminiscences (I know, it rolls off the tongue!)
Who knows how I will keep up with this blog? I do have a lot of time on my hands coming up wandering around in the grey space of not knowing what I'm doing. Watch this space. (I still have an unhealthy obsession with Pusheen cat, some things never change)
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