Birthdays Birthdays Birthdays.
I woke up on this beautiful birthday-filled day later than is really ever ok. Danny walked into my room and asked what my plans were by saying "the world is your oyster", in which i replied, "my bed is my oyster". We took that to heart, and curled up trying to elongate the quietest time in NYC, a Sunday morning.
Happy Birthday Danny, Happy Birthday Ryane, Happy Birthday Destinee.
(& The image, nothing more than a Garance Doré illustration blowing you birthday babies kisses)