There’s something very inconvenient about being born the day before New Year’s Eve. It’s freezing outside. Everyone’s saving their pennies for New Year’s Eve. You get presents wrapped in Christmas paper. If you manage to get enough people willing to brave the cold and their bank managers for a night out, it’s always really quiet everywhere. If you’re not clever about it, celebrating your birthday on 30th December can be a real letdown.
Republic lace dress, Gap cardigan, vintage belt, H&M tights, Primark socks, Steve Madden boots, gifted Pandora bracelet
And the details…
However, as I enter my 25th year (I was 24 yesterday) of life, I’ve got it down to a fine art. A house party is ALWAYS the way to go! I’ve been having house parties for my birthday since I was 16. They started as raucous affairs in my Mum’s house that got me into hideous trouble, then developed into cool student gatherings with experimental music and guitar playing. Last year I lived with two girls and we threw the most amazing music-themed fancy dress party which went down a storm.
This year, I decided to play it cool with a family gathering, as most of my friends (and the Mr and myself) have been struck down with colds. We invited both sets of families including siblings and grandmothers and just had a great time, with food, music and lots of wine. It was a roaring success!
The Mr bought me this gorgeous lace dress for my birthday, which I teamed with my new Steve Madden boots (which are THE BEST things I have ever bought!) and my sale bargain Gap cardigan.
Here’s a little sneak peek of my birthday party from last year… can you guess which musical genre I went as?! 🙂