Twenty-six, or as my sister puts it, old; the wrong side of my twenties, even. But the way I see it, it’s another day, and another year older, quietly slipping by like every other. Keeping it relatively low-key with a late lunch at Olive, afternoon tea and cake at my grandparents, and soaking up the final remnants of sunshine in the early evening at Scorching Bay beach; simplicity at its best. I couldn’t help but wear this flamboyant cotton candy skirt from Vivian Chan, because what better excuse to dress frivolously than on your birthday, right?
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