Well it’s official, I’m 26.

Birthdays are always a weird time for me.
I always start off excited about my birthday, but as the days pass in September, I become less enthused.

And this birthday was WEIRD.

My September started off with a funeral of a friend who passed, and who was also 26.
So most of September, that was the number one thing on my mind.
Also looming on my mind, was the “birthday anniversary” that me and my cousin shared, which I now celebrate alone, since he passed away last year at the age of 22.


Needless to say, I didn’t want to celebrate my birthday.
I felt guilty about celebrating my life, while others were suffering.
I didn’t feel worth celebrating.
I didn’t understand why I was here, and the two loved ones mentioned above, aren’t here.


BUT my amazing friends thought I was worth celebrating.
So much so that they threw me a surprise party, which I have ALWAYS WANTED.
(That’s so conceited to have always wanted a surprise party isn’t it? Oh, well)
My friends surprised me at a Drag Show brunch for my birthday. It was my first drag show as well, it was all amazing. I had such a great time, I’m so thankful to have had such a joyous occasion with basically my favorite people (shout out to the fam bam).

The first day of September started off with a funeral and the last day of September, I ended with a celebration with my closest LA friends. And apparently that’s life? I don’t really know, I think I’m supposed to be wiser at 26, but all I know is, I think that was the best birthday I’ve ever had 💓

 Special thanks to: Sequoia, Andrew, Valeria, Mia, Antoinette, Pasquale, Fernando, Allen, Eric, Allen, Natalie, Mycah, and Garrick 💓

Special thanks to: Sequoia, Andrew, Valeria, Mia, Antoinette, Pasquale, Fernando, Allen, Eric, Allen, Natalie, Mycah, and Garrick 💓