It happened. I turned 30 last week! My friend Scott at work made a point to let me know that I was actually already in my 31st year. The girl that did my toes told me I still looked really good for being 30- thanks, girl. My sister assured me that 30 was the new 21, which actually sounds exhausting and not fun at all... I must really be 30. People have a lot to say about turning 30.
I started my new decade with some sushi and dancing with my besties back in Michigan.
What birthday would be complete without a pink Rockstar & Snickers toast in the back of a car?
What I loved the most: Every single one of these girls.
xoxo, ejg
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