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 November 8, 2007
DAY 283  |  November 8, 2007
If thereís no sex in champagne room, is there stripping in the karaoke room? Apparently so: Things can get a little crazy when you combine singing, vodka and your own private room to let loose. Daryl celebrated his 34th birthday at Congee Village, where all his friends rented a room for the night that came equipped with a captioned screen displaying song lyrics. It also had a round table where we took a break from the, ahem, amazing displays of talent that were taking place to eat Chinese chicken and fried rice. I tried to spare everyone from having to hear me sing, but you canít get away with hanging in the karaoke room and not doing a single song. Oh well, I warned them!
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