Watch Me Turn 30, by Holly C.
I'm a 29-year-old New Yorker who inherited this site from my pal, Holly P., to document the final year of my twenties. Right up until I turn the big 3-0 next January, I'll use this blog to indulge my inner-narcissist by voicing the good (I can date men anywhere from ages 21 to 50 without it being scandalous) the bad (I keep getting ma'amed) and the ugly (is it possible to get cellulite on your stomach?!). Here's to waving goodbye to my youth, accepting adulthood and remembering that every ending is really just a new beginning.
the photo for April 5, 2007
DAY 66  |  April 5, 2007
Apparently, New Zealand is a religious placeóall the bars closed at midnight because of Easter. That didnít stop us from staying out until 4 a.m. (Iím getting too old for this!). We ended up meeting a big group of guys at the World Bar, and they invited us back to their house for an after-hours party. A ton of people ended up going because nothing else was open. As I mixed and mingled, I realized that a great number of workers in Queenstown are not, in fact, Kiwis. There seems to be a lot of twenty-something guys from places such as Ireland, Wales or Australia who come to this adventure capital to earn cash while being able to bungee jump in the summer and snowboard in the winter. As I danced the night away, I started to wonder if maybe theyíve figured out the secret to the good life.
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