my birthday is friday. i turn thirty-one. wait. no. thirty-two. i forget my age. a lot. probably more than i care to admit, guess that comes with old age. turning my age i have become used to not getting carded. usually they carefully study my face and say yep. she passed the non legal territory years ago. or they see landon and assume i'm old. hey. ever heard of sixteen and pregnant? when i got id'd last week at a local restaurant i gladly handed over my id. the server proclaimed "wow! you look so young! i never would have guessed you were that old." now, looking back, could be a backhanded compliment. either way. i'm gonna take it and run with it just like these wrinkles on my face are doing.
p.s. yes this is the same dress i wore in my last post. sometimes i wear the same outfit two times a week. ok. three.
kimono // c/o choies
dress // free people
boots // target