It's my birthday on Saturday. I turn 24. Something about that number terrifies me in a way that no other age has. It just seems so mid 20s. To make myself feel better in the face of certain adulthood, and to compensate for the fact that I'll be spending my first birthday ever far away from my very best friends and family, I've decided to buy myself a little present. Melbourne's got me feeling very wanty, so my short list is rather long.
Thunder in our hearts tote by fieldguided
Makr Farm Rucksack
Gorman Boots
Mud Salad Bowl
Prints of Ireland by MaroSuarez
A beautiful edition of two of my favourite books.
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