I (Melinda) turned twenty a couple of weeks ago, and had a 1920's themed birthday gathering to celebrate. We ate delicious french food at Chloe: A French Bistrot (http://www.chloebistrot.com/), and then headed to the rooftop of my apartment to celebrate afterwards. I chose French cuisine for the night because I often dream about Paris in the 1920's.
Several days after my birthday, when I was looking through these pictures, I realized that at this moment I forgot to make a wish. "But what?! It's your birthday, and your twentieth!" my friend exclaimed when I told her. Now don't get me wrong, I love making wishes on shooting stars, birthdays, pennies, and more. But at this moment, I realized I didn't need to. I feel like I am a (please excuse the upcoming excessive string of adjectives) very happy, content, blessed, and lucky twenty year old. At this candle-blowing moment, surrounded by good friends and my favorite foods, there was nothing I wished more than to be right there! Now to conclude my cheesy speech, I'd like to thank Isabelle for capturing this moment!
|view from the roof|
|Melinda and Isabelle|