…and so was my birthday!
I promised myself a birthday treat yesterday, so after a delicious lunch, I went shopping at H&M. (On an unrelated note, I love it that I can get away with numerous layers and boots while I’m in Berlin). I saw a pretty, ruffled camel-hued dress (nude tones + ruffled chiffon = me), but as it was one of the key pieces in the Fall 2010 collection, all the smaller sizes were understandably taken.
The only ones left were huge enough to fit in two anorexic models; I checked five—count it, five—H&M stores just to be sure. A little crestfallen, I went back to the first (and biggest) store I visited, and picked out a sensible-but-trendy gray blazer to wear for the office and other events.
When I looked at the rack of the ruffled nude dresses again, I blinked and looked more closely. There, right on the racks, was a lonely size 34 nestled among the 44s and 48s. Someone had apparently tried it on and returned it; I snatched it up and went to the dressing room, where other women surreptitiously checked out the frilly thing draped over my arm. I held my breath (quite literally, because it’s a tight 34; the dress has a built-in corset) and looked at the mirror. It was pretty and impractical—something that I can’t really wear a lot—but it was the perfect birthday dress. I headed to the cashier feeling like a winner.
My birthday had a couple of surprises as well; I can’t say anything yet, because whether those surprises will turn out to be gifts or not will still be decided in the next few months (also entirely up to me). Still, my first birthday abroad, which was spent in complete, glorious solitude, turned out to be a lot more fun and productive than I thought. Even managed to hear mass at St. Hedwig’s Catheral, which is apparently the seat of the bishop in Berlin.
Looking back, my 25th year (still can’t fathom than I’m 26), entailed a lot of drama. But it also brought a lot of things that I never dreamed could happen. Most of it was spent gearing up to face something more challenging, and I’m guessing that my 26th year is only part two. I’d like to think that I’m ready and willing to take on almost anything.
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