It's my birthday tomorrow, I only get used to my current age by the time my next birthday rolls around. I feel 21, not so much 22. Life seems to go faster the older you get. Last year I threw a Hollywood theme party. I went as Lady Gaga and my amazing hairdresser made me the best hair bow I've ever seen. This year I might just wing it, got a lot of work this weekend so maybe I'll have a little party the next. Here's a few of last year's fun pics.
There was also a Lucy Liu, Rambo, gorgeous fashion students and a guy who stripped down to his underwear and slammed into a balcony. It's not a party until someone gets hurt, right? x
