the most PERFECT birthday ever.

there's always next year.

i want a cake that looks like that:





pearls, flowers, fairies. i want a party that rivals the birthday scene in Marie Antoinette, and the morning after. 90% outside in a garden with trees and flowers and a non-stop breeze.




i want the futureheads or maximo park to play, and i want a new pink dress made of pink cotton gauze.

but the catering, painstakingly prepared by me and loyal assistants for a week in advance:

Mexican food and macaroni & cheese. I'm dead serious. i would step over my own mother for a taco. a REAL taco. even on my birthday. There has to be homemade peach and black cherry ice creams, served with Sparkling Lemonade from Santa Cruz Organic

i want a newly-tuned steinway and i want to sit at it for three hours singing all our favorite songs.

one can dream, huh?