Although I didn't turn 27 on the 27th, this year's birthday celebrations were just as bubbly and sparkly as a champagne milestone should be. No matter what the occasion, life is much to short to pass up an opportunity to pop bottles and dance... on tables, dance floors, or otherwise.
I'm so thankful for the lovely ladies I got to spend my birthday weekend with. As we get older it gets harder and harder to spend time together. Not only do most of us live in different cities, we are all in some form or another tied up in exciting new life chapters: new boyfriends, houses, careers, and soon-to-be spouses. We've really grown to cherish weekends like this one because it's not like high school anymore when we could hang out and catch up any night of the week. If one thing is the same; however, we still know how to party. We just need to crawl under the covers a bit earlier than before, that's all.
Sadly, two of my good girlfriends could not make it for the celebrations. Charlie and Christine, we missed you dearly!
We kicked off Saturday afternoon with lunch and Sangria at a cafe. If you're thinking "that doesn't look like normal Sangria" you are absolutely right--the waiter brought us Bourbon Sweet Tea with Tennessee Honey Whiskey instead. We got suspicious when he dropped sugar cubes in our glasses and then he ended up comp'ing our drink order, so that made them all the more sweeter.
Fast forward slightly to late afternoon: Time for Champagne & Pineapple juice! Have you ever had them mixed together? So yummy. One might call it a waste of bubbly, but the bottle was so big, we had plenty for subsequent citrus-free sips.
Me & Naaz, pre-primping.
Of course Tiffani and I would wear floral shirts and matching black blazers. it must be a cousin thing!
No girls' weekend would be complete without a smorgasbord of finger foods. I don't know if someone wise once told me this or if I made it up to make myself feel better while inhaling chips, but "eating makes you drink better." It's very important to have snacks with champagne. We thought the olives added a sophisticated touch.
We decided to keep plans low-key for dinner so we could partake in unfiltered girl talk, prep ourselves, and eat at the same time. Pizza and champagne is always a good choice!
Nazima, me & Atheana... Wine-not pose with wine, right?
Me & Jess. Loving her beach waves! Both of us are wearing Naaz's dresses despite bringing a million of our own articles of clothing.
Erin, me & Atheana... and a beer.
Natasha & Naaz at the club we went to.
My friends are absolutely wonderful! Naaz has always been a phenomenal hostess; she woke me up at 4:30am and demanded that I eat more pizza with her (how sweet of her to ward off my morning hangover), but she also let us sleep in her bed while she took the couch and made us authentic Chai tea in the morning.
Am I happy about how I spent my birthday weekend? To sum up my answer in one late-night text:
... and that was about the time I realized I was no longer 19 anymore and had to switch from Champagne to water and from banana socks to big girl heels.