32
This Sunday was my 32nd birthday. When I see the number written out I can’t even believe it because in my head I’m about 25, which I’ve been saying for a good 6 years now. Is it possible for us to mentally level off at a certain age? Either way, I’ve definitely learned that the years don’t mean what we thought they did when we were 18 making plans for the future. Since I became an official adult, I’ve learned that there’s a deep connection with our youth that we will always have no matter how old we become, and we can use it however it serves us best – in our style choices, sense of adventure, taste in music, or life passions. So on this birthday the hubs and I used our youthfulness by eating whatever the heck we wanted at brunch at MB Post in Manhattan Beach (new favorite brunch spot hands down!), followed by a plethora of cloud cakes from Bo Nuage, a little shopping, a little Super Bowl, and a ridiculous dinner at Tasting Kitchen. I wore an appropriate “all about me” sweater which I snatched up at Sarah‘s Madewell event last week, leather leggings, a high school throwback jacket, and my new T-rex ring (a give from a dear friend who shares the same birthday and clearly knows me all too well). It was the most perfect day and I’m excited to see what lays ahead for 32.
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