Have you ever had a birthday that was more like an “oh man, I’m REALLY getting old” situation? This is one of those birthdays. See, I turned 27 last week. A lot of people still get surprised when I tell them how old I am now (#AsianGenes), but my body feels differently. I decided to celebrate my actual birthday over at Fuzzy’s in Las Colinas, mainly for Happy Hour and $3 Fireball shots (really if we’re talking about red flags this should have already been it). I really wanted to get together some old friends that I haven’t seen in a LONG time– I’m talking about almost a year, some even longer than that! I’m not gonna get into detail (and honestly I’m not even capable of doing that with how gone I was) but let’s just say I did things that I either:
B. Don’t remember (the phone-washing situation is all speculation as far as I’m concerned :P) Or…
C. Wish I did not see on my photos, Facebook, or Snapchat the next day.
And I was just at Fuzzy’s. I. Turnt. Up. At. A freaking. FUZZY’S. *covers face*
To add insult to injury, I had to pay for my actions the following day. I could not attend an event that I was looking forward to (if I had shown up, I probably would never be welcomed back into Verizon headquarters. Ever). I pushed myself to have brunch (or a late lunch, really) with my family. It was at Whiskey Cake in Plano, so I mean of course I went. You never turn down Whiskey Cake (the place), and Whiskey Cake (the heaven-sent dessert) at Whiskey Cake (the place). Their juice elixir and burger made me feel a bit better. My mom asked me what I wanted for my birthday, and I said I wanted to see the Home movie (this was more for Sky but partially for me, love me some Jim Parsons and RiRi!) It was super cute and hilarious!
The next day, I had a simple date night with my husband. We were originally going to hang out with some friends at Barcadia, but I could hardly function anymore. I was so, so, SO exhausted. And since I swore off alcohol forever (translation: a couple of weeks), half of what makes up Barcadia was useless to me. I have been dying to have some authentic ramen though so we went to Ramen Hakata, which I now crave daily. We then went on a crazy goose chase to have mambo taxis (we ended up in Frisco, and thanks to the Firefly Run the wait was 1.5 hours. No thanks). Since all other Mi Cocinas were closing (at 10pm, on a Saturday?), we went to The Social House in Addison. It was so much fun! We had a few drinks (I know, what’s wrong with me?) and their amazing Bananas Foster. But the whole thing slowly turned into a club and at this point I literally #cannot anymore.
I spent Sunday-Tuesday recovering. It was THAT bad, and at the same time THAT GREAT! I finally realized that I was too old to celebrate the way I used to back in the day, so maybe next year I’m thinking just ONE celebration. Anyone up for a music festival-themed birthday party? 😉
Side note: My good friend Stephanie (who takes 95% of the photos on this blog hahah including all the ones in this post) just opened up the cutest studio for her photography business! If you’re in the Dallas photos and need amazing photos, you know who to get in touch with 🙂
Photos by: Stephanie Drenka Photography
Floral Crop top and Floral Midi Skirt Co-ord: Missguided
Bracelets: c/o D’Andrea Handbags
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