Who the Hell Is TRIXIE??
Welcome to Trixie Unfiltered™ — the no-BS corner of the internet where truth sparkles, glitter flies, and we learn to own every scar, stretch mark, and sacred meltdown.
Meet Your Host: Traci…aka Trixie
Hey there! I’m Traci—your everyday woman trying to do it all, mom of three grown kids, and former salon-owner turned nursing student. But around here, you can call me Trixie. (Full disclosure: my parents hate that name—they say it makes me sound like a retired stripper. Which, let’s be honest, would be kind of iconic.)
Trixie doesn’t judge. Some of the most loyal, honest people I’ve known have been strippers, and they’ve had my back more than a lot of “respectable” folks ever did. I will never judge you for your life choices—mainly because, truthfully, I don’t have the upper-body strength to swing around a pole. Though yes, I did consider it once or twice.
Who Is Trixie, Really?
Trixie was born somewhere between breakdown number three and reinvention number seventeen. She showed up the moment I was done being everyone else’s version of “enough.” She’s not perfect, and she’s been through it all:
Three divorces
Financial chaos (hello, is it unethical to sell feet pics... asking for a friend)
Motherhood highs and lows
Late-night tears followed by early-morning classes
But here’s the thing: she always gets up, she always shows up—and she always puts on a little lip gloss. No messy buns here (I’ve never had enough hair for that). Trixie rocks a wild pixie cut and a spirit that can’t be tamed—mostly because she doesn’t have time to sit still.
Finding Your Own Badass Alter Ego
Ready to discover your Trixie? It starts when you stop waiting for permission and start claiming space. Ask yourself:
Who are you when you’re done playing nice?
Who are you when you stop apologizing for taking up air?
That’s your alter ego. Maybe she wears Crocs instead of kitten heels. Maybe she goes by a different name. But she’s the version of you who fights for her joy, who shows up even when her soul is screaming “nope.”
The Glam Gospel
Let me say this loud and clear: no matter what’s happening in your life, you’ve got to get up, show up, and—for God’s sake—put on a little mascara and lip gloss. If you want to feel fabulous, you’ve got to look a little fabulous. Even when you don’t feel like trying, try a little. That’s your war paint. You don’t have to be perfect. You just have to care enough to show up for you.
Faith & Funny
Don’t get it twisted—this alter ego wasn’t built on confidence alone. I met God in the dark—right in the middle of an ugly-cry session in my car, praying, “Lord, just don’t let me quit.” And that’s when He whispered, “You don’t have to be perfect to be powerful. You just have to be willing.” So here I am: willing, sparkly, sassy, a little tired—but always showing up.
No 10-Step Plan Necessary
If you showed up expecting a 10-step blueprint to fix your life, you’re in the wrong place, babe. We don’t need more rules or another self-help routine. Some days, brushing your teeth and not yelling at your kids is the win. This blog is about loving yourself as you are—and evolving until you become the version of you you love the most. If someone doesn’t like it? They don’t have to stick around.
Let’s Ride, Queen
Welcome to Trixie Unfiltered™, your safe space to be real: to laugh, to cry, to fall apart and put yourself back together with duct tape and prayer. Trixie is the glittery, bold, hilarious best friend you didn’t know you needed—but the one who’s here now, telling you:
You’re stronger than you feel.
And you’ve got this.
Stick around for more—Episode 2: Making Waves is coming soon. Until then, remember: life doesn’t have to be perfect to be powerful—but it always deserves a little sparkle. 💋
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