Holy shit you guys...it is my bday today...and I.AM.OLD...like halfway to 40 old...like how did this happen old...and then I look in the mirror and I'm like...meh you're not old, you're so pretty...because that's what everyone says to themselves as they gaze in the mirror right?

So I'm going to spend the day shopping and lunching with mom and then probably ordering chinese and drinking bubbles with Henri, since the hubs is working...so basically it's a typical weds, but that's what happens when you get old.  You get excited about the new quilt you got for your bed (thanks target), and the fact that you can stay up past 10 and not be dead tired the next day (it's the little things people).  

And to be honest this past year was a mix of happy highs and lousy lows and I think for this next chapter of my book, I'm going to be a little more fearless.  The older you get the more you realize that life really is so short, and it goes way to fast, and at the end of the day you just need to yolo a little more (only old people still use that word right) and just not be afraid to just LIVE!  So world, get ready because I'm putting on my tutu and cutest shoes and I'm going to own this bitch!  

 Anyone that knows me...like really knows me...or if you stalk me on insta knows, that...I.LOVE.SHOES. They really are my most fave thing...they always look good, they make you smile, they fit you even when you're having a fat day and nothing is working...cute shoes win every single time.  And it's probably safe to say that I have a small shoe problem...like in the past two weeks I may or may not have gotten around 5 new pairs, but that's totes normal right?