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 August 15, 2007
DAY 198  |  August 15, 2007
I made it through airport security with a contraband item, but couldnít squeeze past this worker without being asked if I was pregnant for the very first time in my life. Maybe I ate one too many of my momís chocolate chip cookies while I was home, or maybe it was the bag of baby goodies I was bringing back for my friendís shower this weekend. Either way, my mom stashed some homemade jelly into my carry-on (definitely not allowed!) and Jen told me to chuck it before I went through the line. I bet Jen that I wouldnít get caughtóand I was right! Um, itís not like I think my momís jelly is a threat to national security, but itís kind of scary that these things can slip through.
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