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 January 6, 2009
DAY 361  |  January 6, 2009

Somehow today, while eating lunch in a booth facing a mirror, I came to the stark realization that I am inevitably going to have to get filler in my laugh lines. Awesome. Even more awesome is the fact that everytime I mentioned this fact to someone in public, a scary Boca plastic-faced woman would walk by.

Oh well. I'm guess I'm past my prime to realize my modeling hopes. I got into a conversation with this girl at Target about how she lives with eight other girls in a 2-bedroom "model apartment" at the Gansevoort and all she has to do is pass out flyers promoting the gym. I thought they had gotten some sick unlisted deal on an apartment to show potential guests. Turns out, they were actually all models, hence the "model apartment." Duh.

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