Dear Sistersaur,Happy 19th birthday! I know this is sort of a nothing age, but you are reaching the years of "real" adulthood much faster than you think, so enjoy youth while you are there!
Since I know you are a lass of refined and particular tastes, (and because there is no way in hell I can afford anything crafted by Ann Demeulemeester/Rick Owens) I can only humbly offer to treat you out to a day of thrifting/flea market adventuring where you could hopefully find a leather jacket/boots/metal trinkets that your heart would so desire. (Let's do that soon.)
Or, I'll just provide you with your own personal herd of wild buffalo. An endless supply of meat + leather, fur & cuddles!
And of course, because after all this gallivanting you will thirst like a heathen, I will procure a bottle of Jack to help quench your thirst.Happy Birthday Y, I wish you an amazing one. ♥
