30?! Who, me?! 👀 Honestly I care very little about getting “older” EXCEPT for the fact that my hangovers have become much less cute. It’s kind of cool to think about how our 30’s are our first decade we begin as “self-actualized” adults (I use that term relatively, of course). When I entered my 20’s, I pretended to love movies like Talladega Nights, said I shared an iPod with my sister and that’s why it was all Katy Perry and Aly & AJ, mixed UV Blue with Mountain Dew (it’s a rite of passage in Midwest ditch-drinking culture), said I liked people I didn’t, said I didn’t like people I did, etc., etc. Obviously no matter how old or “wise”, you’ll never dodge all of life’s curvies; but I feel very peacefully optimistic about what these next 10 years will bring ❤️NOW SOMEBODY GET ME @jennifer.garner ‘s dress from 13 going on 30 for my trip tomorrow 🤝 love you all! 📸 @michaelxdemarco