They say a lady never tells her age. Whatever, I'm 31 today. Since I still get mistaken for my early 20s (probably because I'm only 5'2") I'm fine with revealing my age. I do feel like I'm officially in my 30s now, though. Turing 30 last year was basically a bonus year to my 20s, but I think this birthday solidifies I'm I'm a new decade.
But whatever, it's just a number right? I'm legit celebrating by going to see One Direction next week. Oops. I guess I'm not too worried I'm 31.
Today I'm planning on doing something low key, and I didn't celebrate last weekend because it crept up on me. This weekend I'm headed to NYC so maybe I'll get in a few drinks then!