A slightly thoughtful post today as it's my thirtieth birthday - yikes! I've never been that fussed by getting older, you can't stop it so you might as well make the most of it and enjoy the cake, presents and people being nice to you for a day. This birthday feels different, for one I'm not sick (I have missed quite a few of my celebrations from various sore throats and bouts of actual flu) and two, I feel very ready to leave my twenties behind. They have been long, at times heart breaking and full of life experience (yes, brief stint in recruitment I mean you). Of course there have been some wonderful times along the way; hazy memories of laughter filled nights with my friends, visits to some amazing countries with Dan and curating quite an accessories library (hello, vintage Dior clutch). When I look back at my shy, naive and completely under confident twenty year old self, I realise I wasn't that well equipped to handle to perils of real life. I have been having a think and here are some nuggets of wisdom I would have given the younger me:
The people who talk the loudest aren't always right
Never ever home wax, ever!
Trust your instincts
Stay kind, compassionate and positive
Never scrimp on glasses, shoes and lipstick
Remember what you love and stay true to it
Keep learning, no skill is ever wasted
Always do what scares you most
I'm not sure what the next 10 years will bring, I've learnt not to plan too far ahead as quite often the best experiences happen when you very least expect them. Have a super weekend, I'm off to eat cake, drink a little too much and dance like a loon, I might be thirty but I still feel like a seven year old! xx
Images - Baby Charlotte either my mum or dad. Old Charlotte, the fantastic Michelle.