Quarter of a century, still a mess, still iconic.

My twenty-first year. Let's go.

From the first date to this date.

From the first date to this date.

Holiday season with the whole clan.

Quiet, but I notice everything.

snap back or we're fighting

Best party ever, and I'm not biased.

Loyal to my goals.

Loyal to my goals.

Remembered everything I forgot. At 2am. In bed.

Birthday glow, fully on.

Our little love story is growing.

Always your baby.

January first, feeling fresh.

I'm my own safe place now.

Pretty, witty and a little bit gritty.

Smiling in pictures, healing in private.

Beards, barbecues and bad jokes.

Making wishes and memories.

Espresso yourself.

Thankful doesn't begin to describe it.