Dirty Thirty
Today is my 30th birthday. And I am going to party like it’s my birthday.
Husband is taking me to NYC. It’s where I turned 20 because I lived there at the time, and I suspect I’ll turn 40 there…and 50…unless we move back and I spend every birthday there…we shall see. Anyway, I’ll be gorging myself on all the food I so miss eating, and maybe mix in some new things like a cronut. We’ll also catch On the Town (husband’s first Broadway show!) and just meander around my old haunts. I love New York in the fall.
For night-out makeup I’ll do a smokey eye with warm browns (NARS duo in Surabya) and my favorite nude lip (Armani Beige 100), but I’ll keep it fresh for the day. And since 30 is (at least supposed to be) a milestone birthday, I’ve decided to work on this list. Here’s what I have so far…
Go-To Drink:
Champagne
Go-To Karaoke Song:
I don't do karaoke, but I'm one heck of a backup dancer
Uniform:
A tee and jeans with a statement necklace or scarf / pencil skirt and blouse / shift dress and heels
Hair Stylist I Love:
In VA, Sean at Gabba Gabba. In MD, Leslie at GLOW.
Exercise Routine:
Running and ballet/pilates/yoga 4-6 times a week
Hobby:
Makeup. Duh.
Best Friend:
Husband
Healthy Sense of Self:
Still working on it, but I’m happy with me. It’s been a hard-fought battle, but all things considered, I have nothing but gratitude for the past 30 years and hope for the next 30 (and beyond).