I turned 56 and went to work....not even whispering that it was my birthday.
I confess that I ate a piece of cake.
How can one say no when the candles have been lit
and it is paraded into the staffroom by singing co-workers!
(Diet be damned...one piece and then it's back on track)
I was honoured by friends, showered with cards, fresh flowers and enjoyed meeting up for tea after work with a couple of friends.
After several long phone calls and reading my emails I changed into a going out for the evening outfit...
I wore my striped black and grey waterfall sweater with the grossgrain ribbon tied in the back and a black silky v neck top with black ponte skinny legged pants and my black ballerinas...
I was taken out for dinner by Mr. HB to a lovely French restaurant...where we supped on French Onion Soup and I had salmon on a bed of French lentils and kale...and a glass of crisp white wine....Mr HB had a grilled steak with Roquefort cheese on top and pommes frites.
Josef Siebel shoes
Gap wool vest
cream top from Joe
Pearls are twisted in the photo
enriched and nourished by Argan Oil
best new accessory for my hair!
(smells great too)
This is what 56 looks like here in the Humble Bungalow
I cannot believe that I am now moving upward towards 60
a wee bit daunting
I will need to reinvent myself between now and then.
I do not mean Botox or a face lift
I mean a healthier, wiser, woman in all ways.
It's never to late to turn your life around!
now where shall I start!