In 2012, wearing a vintage Dooney and Burke bag
So, I just wanted to put this out in the world for all of you other women my age – As my 30th birthday quickly approaches (4 days away!) aside from feeling thankful and fulfilled by the first 30 years of my life, I have this one huge itching thought in my brain – Do I need to get myself a really REALLY nice gift, like my first designer handbag?!
See, my thought has some logic to it –
When Matt and I got engaged, we were pretty young. We rented a 1 bedroom apartment and didn’t make much money, so I never put much emphasis on “my ring.” I know some women feel like the ring means nothing and the love behind it means everything, and others feel like they deserve a really expensive rock because this is the only one they’re going to get. I guess I lie somewhere in the middle of both sides. I knew we couldn’t afford anything too much, and that was fine.
Then, after having Hudson, I decided I truly don’t believe in this new trend known as a “push present.” I felt like Hudson WAS my present, and anything material seems absolutely silly. So that was that.
But now, as I enter my next decade of life, I wonder if sometimes I sell myself short on accepting nice gifts or feeling like I actually deserve these things. Maybe it has to do a bit with comparison, and seeing all the other bloggers around me donning Prada and Chloe, or maybe I just feel like it’s my time to enter this club too. Part of me hates myself for feeling this way, because I was mostly a material-less hippie growing up who never wore shoes or cared about brand names, but another part of me wants to feel like I’ve earned the ability to wear an expensive bag on my arm and feel comfortable with it.
What do you ladies think? Did you ever go through this “quarter-life crisis” like me?? Should I splurge on myself??
In 2013 wearing a bag from Romwe
In 2014 wearing the same bag from Romwe!
In 2015 wearing a satchel from Chicwish
In 2016 wearing a Madewell tote
In 2017 wearing a Patricia Nash Crossbody