When: last Sunday // Weather: 80s and sunny // Real life: my twenty-twelfth birthday
HAPPY SUNDAY, everyone! In case you hadn’t heard, Sundays Fundays are pretty much my favorite. Last Sunday was my birthday, so everyone had to subscribe to my idea of a Sunday Funday, whether they liked it or not (but I think they did). We had a boozy brunch, then ran around the zoo for a couple hours. I put sunscreen on everyone because this birthday queen wants everyone to stay pale and melanoma-free.
The combo of alcohol and sun wiped me out, so I went home and took a nap. (This is life at 32, apparently.) I woke up and decided I wanted pizza but didn’t want to get out of bed. So we ordered in and I ate my pesto pie in bed while watching Netflix. It was absolutely perfect. Not that I’m in a rush to turn another year older, but it wasn’t so bad doing exactly what I wanted for a whole day.
*Shoes and bag purchased with gift card provided courtesy of Shopbop.