because this Sunday is my birthday:

these glitter cupcakes, because COME ON. (see also: glitter donuts.)

these numbered sparklers, to put on top of a cake instead of regular candles.

these balloons, because they're fun and chic.

these party shoes, because every girl needs a little glitter on her birthday. (I clearly need a lot.)

these donuts, because I honestly would rather have donuts than traditional cake.

this eye makeup, because it's just enough.

these birthday pancakes, because it's important to get the birthday celebrations started the very first thing.

these gold letter balloons, to spell out the birthday girl(or guy)'s name.

this confetti paper, because it's simple yet so fun.

I am turning 20 this weekend. I am not sure how I feel about it. Obviously, there's nothing I can do about it(and it's not like I'm dreading it or anything), but I am having a very hard time wrapping my head around the fact that I will officially be in my twenties. On one hand, it feels like it kinda snuck up on me. On the other, it feels like I've been in my teens for such a long time. I suppose I really am ready for another decade.

However, clearly, I'm still young enough to keep acknowledging my own birthday. I just really love birthdays. I don't think I'll ever outgrow making a big deal out of them. I love that every person has their own special day of the year.
I also really love sweets and I really love glitter. ;)

my Pinterest.

nineteen.

I felt you in my life before I ever thought to.

I need to lay down beside you and tell you:

I feel you in my heart and I don't even know you.

and now we're saying bye, bye, bye.

I was nineteen, calling me.

Nineteen is a funny age. Not like "haha" funny, but just different. You're not in your twenties yet. You're still a teenager, yet you don't have the burden of responsibilities that you suddenly had to take on when you turned eighteen. I don't think I've had an age fit me as well as nineteen does right now. I feel nineteen. I don't feel eighteen anymore, and I definitely don't feel twenty yet. I'm happy to be in the middle. I've been a young "adult" for a year, but that's as far as I've gotten. I'm still figuring so much out, but I am at least starting to get a grasp on who I am and what I want.

I'm also just really excited for another year. Eighteen was crazy. Almost everything in my life has changed in the past year. I had just as many ups as I had downs. I'm hoping that this year will be steadier but just as exciting. 

I spent my birthday relaxing. I went shopping with my sister. My brother bought me winter candles. I painted my nails sparkly in my own personal celebration. I spent some much needed time with my best friend. I admitted that I'll probably never be too old for cookie cake. I was very thankful for the warm welcome I received from my hall-mates when I got back to school. My roommate's present to me consisted of film(!!!), dark chocolate, a disposable camera, gingerbread spice tea, and Little Debbie Christmas Tree Cakes.