I’m sure all of you had your calendars marked this past week, so I don’t have to tell you it was my birthday. A big one to be exact. The daunting three zero. Man. Goodbye 20’s. You were great. But if my birthday celebration on February 1st was any indication of how my 30’s will unfold, I am in for some good stuff.
Brian kicked the day off by recruiting one of my best girlfriends to distract me with nail polish and vintage furniture shopping while he busting his ass turning our house into a red carpet gala.
Dressed in the gown I was instructed to wear I rounded the corner outside of our house to see an actual red carpet with VIP ropes leading to our front door. Everyone special in my life was waiting inside in black ties and evening gowns. For me and my fancy self, it does not get better! See how amazing people looked!!
There was a signature cocktail list designed for the night, all named after the snow-maggedon that took over Atlanta a few days earlier. So delicious!! This was everyone waiting for me to arrive, they wrapped around the staircase!
My dad, who never dresses up, bought a tux. Wow. Just wow. His red polkadot pocket square matched my mom’s shoes. So fab. Friends came from North Carolina to surprise me too. How no one spilled the beans is beyond me. (I had a hunch though…I’m hard to surprise) I would say the best dressed couple of the night had to be Brian (my husband) and Mitch, the cutest matching white tux gay cake topper ever!!
And how well do my friends know me?! They each got me something from my favorite designer…Jonathan Adler! There is no better present than a gift wrapped box from JA and a room filled with my friends and family dressed to the nines.
Though there was one more gift…Brian got me a 30yr old single malt scotch. Awesome right?! You look at the pictures below and tell me how awesome it tasted…
It was a really amazing night. Even though my house was not fully decorated or unpacked yet, the liquor was flowing and the bow ties were loose. With everyone looking that sexy, I’m sure I wasn’t the only one who had a great night…
…the last gift of the night was an announcement that we were leaving for Aspen that following week. My inner Eskimo woke up from her 20yr hibernation and rocked those slopes. Colorado was gorgeous and my skin looked amazing. I think growing up in Alaska bred me to have pink-kissed cheeks and sexy hair in cold dry weather. Snow is in my blood. :)
Thank you Brian for an amazing 30th birthday. It will be the best one I ever have.