My birthday is in six days (May 10th for those of you not stellar at math or for those who want to send me presents). I take my birthday seriously. I tell people it’s my favorite holiday. Sadly, I found out a few years ago that your birthday kind of loses the sparkle it had when you were younger. So I started my own tradition, with myself. That’s okay, right? This is what I do: every year a little before the actual day of awesomeness I buy myself what I call my birthday dress. A fun, twirl worthy dress that I feel cute in and that makes me giggle in the dressing room. Then I wear it on or around my birthday and from then on I refer to it as my birthday dress and it holds a special memory of what I did that year to celebrate. I highly suggest adopting this tradition. If dresses aren’t your thing, maybe a pair of shoes? Or a piece of art? Or some cheeses with cake flags?