I woke this morning, of my own accord, at 5:30am delivering enthusiastic hugs to my beau (who was fast-asleep, of course!) while merrily singing 'Happy Birthday'... to myself! And upon him teasing me for bursting into continuos variations of 'Happy Birthday' throughout the remainder of the morning, I gleefully proclaimed to him that I also planned on spontaneously singing 'Happy Birthday' to other people throughout the day. I just can't help myself - I get so excited!
And so the day has continued - with me announcing to strangers on the street of New York that "It's my birthday!!"*. Much to my delight, my enthusiasm is most often returned with warm smiles and amused replies of "Happy Birthday".
* My enthusiasm has also caused passerby's to mistake me for a tourist, who have offered to take my picture with landmarks around the city. To which I excitedly reply, "Oh, I'm not a tourist! It's my birthday!" Bless Ben - who has been by my side all day. Entertained, of course.
And the highlight of my nothing-can-rain-on-my-parade day? A Jazz Age 1920's themed birthday party, complete with Charleston dance lessons and Flapper attire. I'm absolutely glowing right now! I've drawn up inspiration boards and collected magazine clippings throughout the week and am so happy that my dress-up time has finally arrived (imagine what I must have been like as little girl!)
So off I go to prepare myself for tonight's festivities...
and - Happy Birthday!
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| Ben knows me so well: a plant always brings a smile to my face. So he got me 5! |
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| Gathering together accessories for tonight's Jazz Age flapper themed birthday party! I gotta look my best while aiming to impress with my charleston moves on the dance floor! |
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| My role model - for tonight at least :) |
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| My inspiration - these ladies are the epitome of style, charm, and innovation! |








