Happy b-day!

Funny thing about birthdays. When you are really young, birthday is a celebration, the day you are at the centre of attention, you feel a bit special and don't forget about the presents, all those cool presents, birthday is a fun day to have, isn't it? But at some point the magic slowly disappears and you can't wait to be sixteen because everybody gets on your nerves treating you like a kid and you just want to be a bit older, so you can say to your parents: "I m not a child any more, so don't treat me like one". But the fact is you still are just a kid and sweet sixteen is not that sweet. So at the tender age of sixteen, you can't wait to be eighteen. Why? So you can buy booze and not hide it from your parents, have legitimate sex and finally get your driving license. You feel like a million bucks. So you enjoy that for awhile. But how about twenty one? ... the magical number, then you are all grown up, aren't you? And from there on out, birthday is a day when you invite all your friends together and throw a wild party!

Why all this talk about birthdays? My birthday is coming and I'm not that exited about it! I mean it s not that bad getting older and 27 is not that big of a number, but for me I guess 27 feels like a turning point where birthday is not a celebration any more, it is the day I just get older. The funny thing is that we age every day, paying no attention to it, but then we have this one day to sum it all up. Congratulation, you just got one year older ... fuck you too! The point is that after 21 there is just getting older.

In the picture soon to be 27 years old me, photographer: my sister!