The Bravo Blonde bids Farewell

Tara Cushing

I have to get personal for a moment and you all know I tell you everything.
A few years back I accidentally met a young lady who was named The Bravo Bitch. Real life, Tara Cushing TBB was the voice inside my head. She always said what I was thinking when it came to reality television and the personalities involved.
One day, I got enough courage to ask her for an interview and she said “Yes.” Babeeeeeeeee, I was ecstatic.

Tara was such a joy. Her personality beamed through the phone and we instantly hit it off. She was such a joy to engage with and is such a high spirited person that is was contagious and she forced you to smile.
As time went on The Bravo Bitch became The Bravo Blonde. Tara was undergoing construction as it relates to her brand and she was on a mission.

The high spirited, opinionated, mother of 2 was experiencing uber growth and recognizable success. I continued to watch her growth via social media and pop up on her site periodically to see what my TBB Diva had to say.
Here’s the Tea. Yesterday, I wished Tara a happy holiday and checked on her and to my surprise, I was hit with a tweet that shocked me still.

I was baffled by this news and has to see what was going on.

You know how the unknown causes your stomach to tighten up? My stomach was in knots as I headed to Tara’s blog. Upon my arrival, I was greeted with the following entry:

Three and a half years ago I started this blog. I was a relatively new mother with two one year olds and a bone to pick with a life that forced me to get up every day and go to work, leaving the babies I had fought so hard to create. I sought to follow my passion for television in hopes it would lead to a new career. Since then it has taken me on an insane joy ride through the realm of reality television and its varied stars…and here I am today, right back where I started, but with a new perspective.

For months I have struggled with what in my heart I felt was the inevitable truth. That, like every television show we have and will ever watch, all good things come to an end. This my friends, is that end.

There are many reasons why this has to happen now. For instance, I predict that The Real Housewives, despite the announcement of two new franchises ( The Real Housewives of Dallas and The Real Housewives of the Potomac) is on its way out and fast. Just the fan reaction, or lack of fan reaction, on social media is enough of a clue. For me it ended months ago. Not even Bethenny Frankel who I have always admired so, could keep me interested in The Real Housewives of New York City. For the last year I have tried to watch reality TV and all I hear is Charlie Brown‘s teacher. Substance-lacking background noise that doesn’t hold my interest whatsoever.

More importantly, however, I have a firm belief in what Vincent Van Gogh said, “and what is done in love, is done well.” Everything we do has a personal shelf life. It’s good so long as we want to do it, but the tipping point comes when we no longer want to do something. That feeling of having to do something is one of the most nagging, awful feelings, at least in my opinion, in the universe.

Not like I want to do laundry, or sit in traffic, but I have to do those things. I need clean clothes, I need to get to work (which, by the way, has been far more gratifying since I was given a new position a year and a half ago). What I don’t have to do is spend hours on my laptop combing my brain for something to say, when I feel like I really don’t have anything to say at all. The struggle is real.

I will always be grateful for this journey, one that has given me the opportunity to attend filmings, mingle with stars, and even be on TV myself, but right now what I want, what I need, is just one less thing to do.

I plan to enjoy my family and my new home and relish in all the mundane tasks that I used to find too ordinary. Quite frankly, I am beyond ecstatic at the thought of just being ordinary again. However though, someday I will have the urge to write again about a new topic, on my own terms. When that day comes, I hope you will come back and we can be friends again.

Until that day, much love, much success, and much peace in a world that needs those three things more than ever.

Regards and hugs,

An Ordinary Blonde

To my surprise, I wasn’t sad. I was happy. Happy for her new outlook on life. Happy for her new home. Happy for her growth and most of all, happy for her continued developmental executions to come.

In this post, Tara bought a lot of truths to the surface which is why I had to share it. As many of you embark upon your Entertainment Industry dreams, know that life comes at you fast and there is nothing wrong with change.

The decisions we make today help develop us into who we are tomorrow. Love yourself enough to know that you are empowered to do what makes YOU Happy.

To my doll Tara Cushing, I bid you farewell for now. I look forward to your re-entry into the blog world from an everyday perspective and I admire your growth, risk taking, and most of all family first attitude. All the best from the Raynbow Affair Magazine family and myself, DiamondKesawn.