A few days ago it was my grams’ birthday. The 14th (like my tattoo says). I got up early that day to go to the gym first. At any birthday at any grandma you will eat way too much and always the bad stuff. I arrived at her house around 1 and left way after 11. Maybe 3 pieces of cake in between… The look might be a bit dark for a birthday, but since I threw out most of my colors, I had to. I think it looks casual chic. And the fringes make it happy right? Hihi happy fringes.
My mind is in a dark place lately. This is not the right post for it, but I might write about it too feel better. Remembering this day will put a smile on my face. I love my grams with all I got. Can you keep a secret? I will be surprising her this summer with showing up when she is alone on a holiday!