20

one, two, three.

I'm twenty years old today. It's pretty odd. I don't feel any different and I definitely don't feel like I'm somehow magically an adult and no longer a teenager. Age is just odd.

I'm not really having a big bash this year (saving that for next year ahem) but rather just reminding myself to sit down with family and eat some good food.

The big 1-8

It's my 18th birthday today. Hooray! I can now buy alcohol legally, drive a car and start thinking about big, important, adult things.

wishes

blouse, necklace, leggings, print, cottage, book, book, dress, book, book.

I know it's a bit late now as my birthday is this Saturday and the South African Postal Service needs at least two months to get something shipped in but it was still fun nevertheless to compile a list of pretty things. I felt quite materialistic at first when I was doing this but then I realised it's just a small scale version of what I use this blog for. So, hey maybe I'm just a materialistic person (eek!). I have a sneaky suspicion I might be getting one or two of those books and then I think as a birthday gift to myself I'm gonna splurge on that cream crocheted dress.

What all did you lovelies get up to this weekend? I managed to bake a batch of rainbow cupcakes, yum!