Watch Me Turn 30, by Ashley N.
Question of the year: Is spending your late 20s living on South Beach and island-hopping the Caribbean as a career a) every responsible adult's fantasy or b) totally outlandish and ultimately unfulfilling for a semi-responsible adult who still places an abnormally high priority on fun? Perhaps the mere concept of what constitutes adulthood has been distorted due to my surroundings.

Through this blog, I hope to figure out what being "almost 30" really means to me...hopefully, before the big b-day next January.

Thanks goes to Holly C. for, first and foremost, agreeing to go on one of my press trips to the 'burbs of Fort Lauderdale and ultimately passing this site along to me.
the photo for June 18, 2008
DAY 159  |  June 18, 2008

Technically, South Beach is comprised of 23 blocks of island that can often seem both big and small at the same time. On more than one occasion, I have seen this older guy that looks like David Coverdale from Whitesnake and his painfully unfashionable girlfriend 3-4 times in one week. Other times, I will go 6-8 months without ever running into drama guys I used to like that I have known for years who may or may not live right down the street. Sometimes, these same guy(s) may or may not show up with their current girlfriend at the same restaurant where I am having dinner with Reagan and my mom, get seated directly behind us (DIRECTLY) and not say hello to either Reagan or myself. Not common, but trust me, it happens.

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