From Watson to one of his bestest.
He's sending his momma lady all the way up to NYC to wish you a happpppppiest twenty-fifth birthday today and to imbibe and fraternize.
Welcome to the club, Hannah. We're halfway to AARP.
And just because I have a blog (and therefore creative freedom) and you don't, here lie some pretty fierce photogs from the past 9 years.
Editors note: I didn't feel the need to include the first 9 years for fear of humiliating myself.
Gone are the days of looking cool taking pictures inside with sunglasses on.
And gone are the days of looking cool taking pictures at gas stations.
And gone are the days looking cool taking dysmorphic arm interlocking photos.
And gone are the days of me looking cool getting dressed up to take pictures with you before your prom.
And gone are the days of looking cool with hair poufs.
And you never looked cool doing this.
(yes, that's still cool)