I was holding on to mid-twenties for as long as I could. But 28? Now, that's a solid round up to 30.
I exercised just ten minutes longer than I normally do the other day and almost died.
DEAR GOD, IS THIS WHAT 28 FEELS LIKE? How old am I? Is this the rest of my life?!
But, I quickly realized, No, Lindsay. This is not 28. This is called "you ate Easter candy for breakfast and need to not be such a wimp."
Ah yes, moment of clarity. Now that's 28. I'm becoming wise in my old age.
The first smart decision I made as a 28-year-old was to celebrate this new year with all my favorites - good girlfriends, arts & crafts, sangria and an over-sized sombrero.
We kicked off the evening at All Fired Up in Cleveland Park where, not only can you paint pottery, but you can bring your own wine and snacks. Wine and crafts? This was made for me. After much deliberation on what to paint - including several attempts to try to get someone in our group to paint the Wolverine bank - we loaded up our paint palettes, filled our glasses and got to work.
Kelly had to come late so she served as "art consultant," googling images and inspiring creativity.
The most practical pieces for me would've been either the mug or the water pitcher. So, clearly I painted the "ceramic crinkled Solo cup" because that's apparently a thing. Plus, who can mess up a Solo cup?
Me, I can.
My first step was obviously to paint the outside red. I next covered the inside in sparkle speckle paint...you know, to class things up a bit. I then got stressed that I couldn't think of a design for the outside so I wrote "Cheers!" in cursive puff paint. My inspiration? The wine glass sitting in front of me that also said "Cheers!" Genius, Lindsay. Where was that 28-year-old wisdom during craft time? Better question, where was my art consultant, Kelly? Truth is, she was googling "fish eye" after my sister asked how one would paint a fish eye. Spoiler alert, it looks a lot like any other kind of eye.
Ceramic crinkled Solo cup in progress. Champagne in progress. Also pictured, Cheers wine glasses. |
For once, I'm not to blame for the blurry photo. |
Before we were even all seated at the table, Art Consultant Extraordinaire Kelly, made sure a pitcher of sangria was on the way. You know how I feel about sangria. Alero is my typical sangria watering hole for, not only is the sangria delicious, but the restaurant is a block from where I live. Obviously, a perfect spot for a birthday celebration.
Soon after the sangria arrived, guacamole and queso quickly followed. As usual, the food was delicious...at least I think it was. I don't actually recall eating my "tacos juarez" because I was too immersed in the wonderful dinner conversation which, at one point, involved reading aloud online dating profiles. I'm also pretty sure there was a dinner timeout for everyone at the table to "facebook friend" everyone else. Birthdays - bringing people together!
Now, I'd seen the sombreros hanging on the wall and much like me with the tambourine at La Boum Brunch, my new short-term goal was to have one of those on my head by the end of the night.
Once again, as you may have noticed in the first picture of this post, this blog proves that dreams do come true.
Demon eyes, as usual. The older gentleman on my lab is the waiter who jumped in the picture. He wasn't our waiter, just another waiter...we think. |
Everyone gets to wear the sombrero. |
I'm so glad I got to spend my birthday (er, day after) with good friends and good food. I think 28 will be the best year yet - even if it does round up to 30.
Thanks to my sister for organizing the celebration! LYLAS. |
P.S. Guys, I have to do a totally unrelated p.s. because I want to tell you about my new obsession but I can't do a whole dedicated post on it because it will look like a paid advertisement which would be lame. And, since this is my birthday post, I can do whatever I want. It's my party and I'll endorse products if I want to! Once again, a thank you goes to my sister who introduced me to Stitch Fix, an online personal styling website.
Also, full disclosure, that link above is my personal referral link so I get credit if you sign up. Ugh, I'm everything I hate in a blogger.
Unlike my sister, I actually enjoy shopping so was not interested in some rando picking out clothes for me. Then Melissa got such cute clothes that I got really jealous. New clothes and mail are two of my favorite things. I wanted a Stitch Fix and I wanted it NOW. After filling out an extensive style profile and linking to my Pinterest, Twitter, etc. for my "stylist" to see, I ordered my first fix. You pay a $20 styling fee which can go towards your purchase, should you choose to buy any of the five items they send you. If you don't like any of the items, you forfeit your styling fee. It's worth the gamble. Live dangerously, friends.
Below is a picture of my fix. I purchased the black dress at the bottom which has pretty pleated details not captured on an iphone. Heads up, if you're one of the five couples I know getting married this year, you'll probably see my fix dress in person. Anyways, that is all. I already have my second fix ordered. There's a chance I'm developing an addiction. Oh, whatever, I can quit any time I want, you guys.
I loved all my items except that floral tank top which just wasn't my thing. These are also all options that fell into the "the cheaper the better" price category. |
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