My birthday is a week away, and I’ve come to some conclusions. Maybe wisdom comes with age? Maybe it’s just a result of my TILT posts and thinking about all there is to be grateful for in my life? But, in the past (as I’ve blogged about here before) my birthday has been a bittersweet occasion for me. It just sometimes felt overlooked, sometimes felt disappointing, sometimes was filled with tears. And the past couple of years, I’ve tried to “manage” my birthday in an effort to do some damage control. But, I’ve realized that the only person who has control over how my birthday turns out is me. So, after coming to the conclusion that birthdays are meant to be celebrated, I’ve decided to do just that. So this little post is just a shout out to the universe that I’ve made a little promise to myself that my birthday is a precious thing and should be celebrated as such.
So there should be champagne (in coupe glasses, of course).
There should be a lovely, elegant dress.
There should, naturally, be nail polish. I’m currently coveting this Chanel Diwali.
There should be delicious food. I’ve requested pink pancakes from Eric. Just because I can.
And so, from this point forward, my birthday shall be celebrated in Marie Antoinette style. Because above all else, birthdays should be fun, shouldn’t they?
Oh and sparklers, I definitely need sparklers!