If you follow me on Instagram you'll know I recently celebrated my 23rd birthday on a trip to the music city of Nashville, Tennessee. Though unlike the hoards of bachelorette parties that take over Nashville's streets, this was yet another relaxed mother-daughter adventure.
As I get older I tend to keep my birthday quieter each time -- not for any particular reason, but I guess April 7th keeps coming around faster than expected. My mom and I spent this sunny Friday strolling Nashville's 12 South and Gulch neighborhoods with no particular path in mind. One of my favorite stops was at Amelia's Flower Truck, partly for the lovely flowers, along with the salesperson who was also named Christina and celebrating her birthday that day. What a strangely coincidental birthday surprise, right? For that reason we just had to fight logic and buy a bouquet despite leaving two days later (#treatyourself).
The remainder of the day was perfectly pleasant, between getting dressed up in this one-shoulder number for a French brunch and boutique-hopping around town. As an age twenty-tree never seems too special, but this quiet celebration leaves me with confidence that this year will be a good one.