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Another Birthday

Another day…another birthday! I can’t seem to escape the birthday cheer and with my friends—birthdays are a serious matter.

We started the afternoon at the beach. I wore this great polka dot bikini top with a high-waisted black cotton skirt. It was overcast, so the cover worked really well, and it looked cute! We talked and played Frisbee until the Frisbee went into the bay. The water was too cold and no one wanted to get it, so we sat on the sand and waited for it to wash to shore.

There were some totally cute guys, a few yards away, playing wiffle ball. I kept making eye contact with this ripped guy in red swimming trunks and a trendy hat; but, seeing as I was with my group of guy friends—it didn’t really go anywhere.

After the beach we went back to my friend Christian’s, seaside apartment, and hung out on his patio. We didn’t know that Christian’s roommate, Brad, invited a bunch of people over for a mid-afternoon barbeque.  The place quickly filled up with badly dressed twenty-something beer-chugging boys; thankfully, some cute girls showed up, so I wasn’t the only girl.

I ran into my ex-boyfriend’s sister. Small world. It was a little awkward. She was nice, but not as friendly as I thought she’d be. She was well dressed in cute nude colored flats, Seven jeans and a purple plaid button-up that gave her a boyish shape. She was drowning in that plaid shirt.

We decided to go out for drinks and I snuck off and changed into this great cotton, Marc Jacobs, blue mini-dress. I kept my gladiator sandals on and cinched my waist with a black belt.

We ended up at a random dive bar on a sketchy street; but hey, that’s what makes it fun! As long as I didn’t get food poisoning…or bad fashion poisoning, dive bars were ok – for now!


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