My birthday was a couple weeks ago and it really was a good one. I was made to feel over-the-top special from sweet emails, beautiful cards, precious time with many loved ones and surprise gifts of the Meyer lemon tree variety. A sense of abundance and love is still heavy in the air.

So I’ll admit that I didn’t actually need a pair of pink vintage elbow length gloves or the vintage signed necklace. But oh, how I wanted them. Birthday gifts to myself I suppose. Tell me I’m not alone in justifying a little unnecessary splurge around your own birthday?

Neither broke the bank, but they absolutely felt extravagant to me. And I think that may be the best kind of self-indulgence.