Today is my birthday. I’m 36. Don’t ask how that happened. How I am nearly twenty years removed from high school. How the 2000s were a very long time ago. These are lingering issues I cannot explain or understand.
I don’t feel old, but I don’t feel young either. Perhaps that’s the vibe of one’s thirties. It’s that in between where you make the decisions that are likely to impact the rest of your life.
Butterflies are a big thing for me. I have been to butterfly houses before, seen plenty in Michigan, and way more in Florida, though a few less lately since it has been so chilly. On my 30th birthday, I received a butterfly ring. I had hope it would be the kind of thing that would propel me somewhere. Unfortunately the world and the pandemic in particular had other plans.
I haven’t been stuck, exactly, since then. I did move to Florida after all, but I thought things might shake out differently. I still love that ring and wear it every time I leave the house. Though I do wear to necklaces and a bracelet day in and day out even at home these days, the ring isn’t really conducive to that.
Of course, I also still love butterflies. I smile every time I see one, I have butterfly inspired purses, a skirt, and now this gorgeous dress. It was a present for my birthday this year. I’ve had my eye on it for awhile, and it was on sale at Saks, hopefully waiting for me at home in my closet, waiting to be worn for my birthday.
The colors and pattern of this dress are breathtaking. It is a work of art as magnificent as a butterfly floating past. I paired it with a bag with butterfly accents, of course, and gold sandals. It’s an iconic piece I hope to have for many years to come, and in this moment, I hope it leads to an iconic year.
Dress: Oscar de la Renta // Bag: Sophia Webster // Shoes: Prada
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