So technically, I’m 5 minutes late with this wish. But she knows I’m never on time anyway.

Happy happy Birthday to my Sarah Belle. I miss you all the time. I miss putting on records and always yelling at you to stop smoking and drinking good red wine from tupperware containers because you never knew where the hell your wine glasses ended up in the move. The thing I love most about our friendship is that it’s always been a whirlwind and we never spent time doing normal people things at normal people hours. We were always rushing rushing, or in our own slowed down world. And it was always easy, breezy and full of good long conversations and adventure.

You are my favorite miniature person. (seriously, even in flats I tower over you like an amazon and it almost gave me a complex) and also, you taught me that I can wear thick black eyeliner, which in some ways, has changed my life for the better.

I hope this year brings you so much good fortune and a plane ticket that takes you from your front door to mine.

M