My 20s started out slowly. I entered my 20th birthday with my high school boyfriend in tow. At that point, I was pretty convinced that we were on the way to marriage and I would be a young wife and mom. So when our relationship dissolved, I found myself young, single, and eager to have my own Sex and The City experience.
And that's exactly what I did.
I spent the first few years of my 20s going out, having late nights, meeting handsome strangers at music festivals, and having a few too many Margarita Mondays with my best friend. (You can hear all about that in