Holy Chic, I’m 25. I’ve never been much of the pretty little birthday dress kinda gal. I usually stick to a vintage tee and leather jacket while I drink and dance the night away with friends at a shitty dive bar. This year I thought it’d be nice to try something new. A new little twist on the meaning birthday suit.. a cozy black romper.
When I look back to everything I’ve done and accomplished in the past 25 years, I’m truly proud of myself. Quarter life crises? I think not! I’ve lived in the best three parts of Brooklyn, had amazing jobs, traveled across country, traveled all over the UK back and forth for a number of months, been featured in magazines, worked with so many talented designers and companies, and now opening up my own vintage boutique! Along the way I’ve made tons of mistakes, but all of which helped me make the right choices to get me to where I am today. And of course, along the way, made the most amazing friends a girl could ever ask for. Cheers to a wonderful 25 years.