In a week filled with cards that made me cry (good) & sleepless nights at surprise parties (very good!) I've been clinging to my favourites clothes wise. In the restaurant we went to for my birthday lunch in the toilets a lady said how much she loved my dress from staring at it & then started noticing "Oh it has hands! & feet!? I thought it was butterflies!" I love that moment. Antipodium + Craig Redman = Awesomeness always. Plus one of my best eBay finds in the form of a Jean Muir cardigan thing with sheer poet sleeves. So all in all floating around in a daze.
Cheers for all the birthday wishes below! Everyone keeps saying how amazing their 20s are so I guess we'll see. But I'm sceptical (not that I have a choice) I feel like in to the 90s being in your 20s was everything, & then like skins happened & people realised teenagers did shit too. Anyway yes, 20. Weird. I keep telling my cat that we have to grow up now, she doesn't look impressed at my progress!