My Birthday in Rome

Yes, my birthday was a month ago. But, far be it from me to deny you the experience! Marco worked from midnight to six on my birthday, which meant that I was dead to the world when he came home. It also means I awoke to an experience not unlike the beginning of this scene:

More magic after the jump.

OK, OK, it looked more like this:

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But included pretty princess accessories!

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Which of course Marco immediately appropriated upon waking up:


Later on we had a little dinner party, featuring abused balloons:


Misused pillows:

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And the funniest cake this side of Cake Wrecks:

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My gay mafia indulges me so. We had a great time, and I wouldn’t have been anywhere else in the world.


13 thoughts on “My Birthday in Rome

  1. Stumbled upon your blog for my upcoming visit to Rome and now up till the wee hours reading/loving it. The Peggy Guggenheim specs are beyond fabulous.

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