i've been thinking up of ways to celebrate my 30th birthday.

party at an orphanage? spend an entire day re-assessing and mapping out my life? huge party? intimate sleep-over with friends out of town?

in the end, i celebrated it prematurely. today i bought myself my first pair of sling-back ferragamo pumps.

i could have come up with a million and one other ideas on how best to celebrate my birthday but i know in my hear that the choice i've made is the best that i could have made because, as i realized two years ago when i bought my first pair of kate spade shoes, that one of the few things that will make you feel like a real adult is buying a pair of insanely expensive shoes.