Kara Thrace, who searches for herself.
About the Look
I mentioned Kara Thrace in my variants intro post. Battlestar Galactica is one of those series I rewatch over and over. It starts very tightly with a near perfect pilot-miniseries and strong first season. After that, it gets more rocky with incredible highs and harrowing lows. None of the characters escape that roller coaster and Kara is such a mess that what exactly happened to her is still up for debate. Still, I get her. Kara Thrace is a variant of me.
There’s this scene in the early season two episode “Valley of Darkness”. Kara is on Caprica with Helo and they visit her old apartment. She has a little mini monologue about how she never missed it because it wasn’t anything to miss. The last lines are:
This line speaks to me on a deep level. I feel it in my bones. I’m fighting because I don’t know how to do anything else. Equilibrium is something that eludes me. I consider resilience and perseverance my greatest traits. I never give up, never give in, but sometimes it feels like I never relax either. I am always a little bit too much.
The apartment that Kara claims not to care about is a mess. She has no food, no power, nothing to help two fugitives hiding from the cylons. But she’s painted a star and a poem on the wall. Kara Thrace the insubordinate, hedonist, thrill seeker who doesn’t care is also Kara Thrace the vulnerable, soulful, artist who cares too much. And I get her.
About My Look
The dog tag is from Etsy.