twenty four

Like the title [and my instagram] feed suggest. this weekend I turned 24.

To celebrate, 3 APMMS [all of whom are rotating from SF- insert crying emojis here], my 2 roomies, the boy and I escaped to a cozy airbnb home in Oakland [for those non bay area readers, that’s across the bridge.] We had family dinner [yes, long dining table and all] with delicious food catered by my favorite Jamaican restaurant [rice and peas, oxtail, plantains, curry goat- the works. You wish you were there too, right?] We partied through midnight to ring in my official birthday and then had a sleepover [yes, you can still do sleepovers when you’re 24 years old.] The next morning we awoke to mimosas, berries and toasted croissants before we made our way back to the city.

“Lowkey and tasteful” one of my friends from back home said. I’ll leave it at that.

I won’t say anything more other than to say I feel happy and grateful that each and every year on this Earth is more time I get to spend with myself. Over the course of these 24 years, I have and continue to learn so much about me - what motivates me, what scares me, what makes me cry-the good and the bad, what situations I wish to avoid, what I wish I could do better, what I wish to achieve, and the list goes on...

Twenty four!

Dress: Rent the Runway; Shoes: Cole Haan

Photos by: Dani Grant