Tomorrow night, I’m having a dinner with family and friends to celebrate my 21st, and then heading out for drinks with other friends. In the above photos are my birthday dress and shoes!
To be honest, I’m really just not looking forward to it. As you read every year, I’m not a great fan of birthdays; the attention and the generosity of others make me uncomfortable and more awkward than usual. I’m pretty sure, though, that my mother would have never spoken to me again if I’d done nothing in honour of the day, so a dinner it is, just to satisfy her party-needs.
Only, Mum in party-prep mode is manic, frustrating and more than I ever care to have to deal with. This household is about to get even crazier than usual..
Wish me luck!