I officially enter my late twenties on Thursday & while I’m feeling pretty good about crushing a Carvel cake with chocolate crunchies, I can’t help but feel a little pang of anxiety every time I think about changing that ‘6’ to a ‘7’. I can’t put my finger on what the exact cause of this little bit of stress is but I sure as hell wouldn’t go back to being 25 for any amount of Chanel you offered me. So, late twenties? Bring it on.
There are a few more things I’d like to accomplish & a few more birthday dresses I’d like to sport before I hit that big 3-0 in a handful of years. In the meantime, I’m happy as a clam distracting myself with these gorgeous items I’ve been coveting & sifting through my closet trying to find the perfect little bit of birthday sparkle.