fierce

So I did it.

I sent my BFF an email telling her I was choosing her to do something fabulous this year... the year we both turn... FORTY.

I'm thinking a weekend in NYC or Chicago or Vegas.

Just her and I.

No men, no kids.

A swanky, overpriced hotel with a ridiculously nice spa package.

Eating good food.

Drinking good booze.

Laughing.

Crying.

Laughing.

Clinking our glasses to the past.

Raising them super high toward the future.

We're already fierce, but now we're gonna be...

 FORTY and FIERCE.

Look out!