The Obligatory Case Of The Birthday Gimmies

It's that time of year again. September rolls around, the air feels a little crisper and Starbucks finally rolls out their PSLs. It's everyone's favorite time of year, right? Okay, who am I kidding? None of that really matters as much as what happens on September 14th. The day of my birth, dear Loyals. Mark it all down in your Erin Condren Life Planners. 
This time last year I was a brand spanking new Mommy to Baby C. Coasting on fumes having just given birth to a 9lb 10oz toddler a mere month and a half earlier. Last year's wish list should have included things like "a full night's sleep," and "the chance to eat a meal without having someone attached to my boob." Instead, I was lusting after Frye boots and sweaters. Now, a full year later and one seasoned pro of a Mommy (it's cool, you can stop laughing now) here's what this year's Birthday Gimmies List looks like:

Ugg Bailey Button Tall Boot in Chesnut. No, I am not kidding. Go ahead and stone me. But? I live in my Uggs. And having had to toss many a pair in the my past thanks to paint and dog poop, I'm due for a new pair. Or two. Moving on...

Ugg Mountain Quilted Short Boot in Grey Cable. Like I said, I'm due for a new pair. Or two. And I have major plans to live in leggings this winter. Major. 

The Canon 85mm 1.8. I need a new lens like I need a hole in my head. I know, I know. I just bought a new lens. But? You see, lenses are like crack. You need more. I need more. I'm practically smacking my median cubital vein as I type this. I'm a lens junkie. I admit it. I won't continue to bore you with other photog-wants. But believe me, there are plenty.  

Loyals, I can't believe I'm saying this. That's really all I want. There's no Yurman topping this year's list. Even my old standby Tiffany's didn't score a mention. Did you hear that Husband? I know, it's shocking. 

Oh.. Before I go, perhaps you'd like to know what I gifted myself with for this year's birthday? Let's just say I'm patiently waiting for my pre-ordered Libby Bag to arrive. Isn't she a beauty?

Happy Friday, Loyals.
Love, your Ugg-wearing, camera-lens-junkie, almost twenty-eight-year-old,