20th Birthday.

Sure, my birthday was a week ago. But ... I shouldn't even need to explain myself. 

Everyone who knows me, knows I'm a bit of an excessive human being. If I like something, I'll buy it in all colors. And theres no such thing as buying a friend "something little" for their birthday. Hey, it's the day of their birth. So, you can only imagine how I treat my birthday.

It's not really a birthday for me. More like a birth-week. Celebrations all round and excuse for everyone to get dressed up and if situation allows: absolutely sloshed. Let's make one thing clear: my birthday is on 13th April. I celebrated my birthday on the night of the 12th, during the day of the 16th and on the 17th as well.

Besides from having a slight mental breakdown on my actual birthday, it was a pretty good week. I feel like when it's your birthday, you've got a free pass to cry. I "hit the town" in the early hours of my birthday and was lucky enough to get free entry everywhere. Except, one bouncer tried to tell me that it wasn't my birthday. Mate, I think I know when my birthday is ... I've been celebrating it for like 20 years now. It wasn't too difficult to prove him wrong.

The photos aren't great (slightly/very sloppy) as we were rushed for time and we'd all been at work all day. But they're worth keeping from this night (note the outfit change):

On the 16th, I had my classy gal's high tea which proved to be a success. I had 15 of my girlfriends come celebrate in true old lady fashion with me at Stamford Plaza in Auckland. As we drank fancy tea, ate sickeningly sweet desserts and gossiped like a bunch of middle-aged housewives, we all enjoyed our time thoroughly.

Lastly, one of my best friends Mackenzie took me out for dinner and dessert. Dinner was Ebisu which was amazing. I died over the food. It also helped that one of the waitresses was my gorgeous friend Helena. And dessert was Milse, which made my soul a wee bit happy. Unfortunately, had an epic fail with the salted caramel ice-cream, which ended up all over the ground of Britomart rather than in my mouth. Had to make a pit-stop to the Chocolate Boutique in Parnell on the way home, to fully satisfy my chocolate needs.

  

I had the most amazing birth-week and am so grateful I got to celebrate it with my most cherished beings. Sure, I cried over a boy on my birthday but that memory is easily overlooked by the other amazing ones that I made. 

Now, my question to you: how do you celebrate your birthday?