Nobody likes you when you're 23

sweater: hm

jeans: hm

bag: uo 

boots: lucky via nordstrom 

You guys, I turned 23. 

I spent my birthday weekend in the company of the greatest, most perfect humans who, despite what Blink-182 says, still actually like me when I'm 23. They like me so much they fed me multiple times, they made THIS thing for me which legitimately made me cry in the middle of a Cracker Barrel, they took me to see my main girl Ellie Goulding, they late-night cuddled with me, they coordinated outfits with me, they took me to more concerts, and even sang with me while I played guitar on a mountainside. Does life get any better than that?

So, here's a special thank you to all those who made my weekend the bees knees, my parents for creating me (ew ew ew ew) and for always celebrating my birthday despite the fact that it's also their anniversary, Ellie Goulding for being my ultimate girl crush/main motivation to do ab workouts, and also, cupcakes. 

Honorable mention goes to online shopping because screw it, I've gone 23 years without dying so I think I deserve some new shoes. 

xo

Lo