By now, I think most of my friends know of my tradition to wear all white on my birthday. A few years ago, it was my take on the "little black dress". Originally, the idea was met with much opposition, as my birthday falls after Labor Day, but rules are meant to be broken. Since then, it's become expected. In the weeks leading up to my birthday I was in sort of a slump and did not have any intentions to even celebrate this year. With my fiancé away at training, I just wasn't in the celebrating mood, until I spoke with my best friend Jessica about it. We hung up, and 10 minutes later she called me back and told me she had booked a flight to spend my birthday weekend with me! It completely turned my mood around! She will forever be the cookies to my milk.
Here's to 28...
xo,
Here's to 28...
xo,
Glenesse
