When I turned 30 I realised I was nowhere near “adulthood”… for real…. I don’t mind being 30, I actually enjoy getting older and I couldn’t care less if I have a wrinkle or a thousand, but my brain seems to differ with the “PLAN” of settling, buying a house, having a kid, planting a tree, writing a book…you know, doing adult things (whatever they do….).
Instead, I make costumes, cupcakes, explore abandon buildings, scrape my knees on the bike, train for roller derby … and I still catch myself saying “when I grow up”… Let’s face it I don’t think I’ll grow more unless we are talking horizontally! hehe
So my 30th celebrations involved costumes (obviously) and way too many candies and sugar!
The venue was a fantastic club with a myriad of tacky, quirky decorations, a perfect mixture for my Burtonian land!
For my cake, I mixed my two favourite flavours: coconut & dulce de leche! with wafer paper butterflies and one of Tim Burton tragic toys: the pin cushion queen.