Yesterday, I celebrated my 37th birthday. It was the first time I’d woken up on my birthday in my own apartment (usually, I celebrate out in Montauk) in several years. It was also the first time my birthday didn’t include time with my grandmother. And the first time I had to create my own plan for my birthday (although I did have some great friends to help me celebrate).
The day turned out to be the perfect mix of celebratory and self-care, which was what I was hoping for. My morning started with brunch in town with a good friend, followed by a much-needed haircut, manicure, and pedicure, and then drinks and dinner with another friend at a new place I had never been to. When I got home, I treated myself to a piece of seven-layer cake from one of my favorite bakeries.
After a day like that, I feel so rejuvenated and ready to tackle this next year IN STEIL!
{Eggs Benedict? Yes, please!}
{New hair, who ‘dis?}
{My grandmother was with me in spirit, as I wore some of her favorite pieces to dinner}
{Cheers to another trip around the sun}
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