Three days ago, Gigi Hadid turned 21 years old. Not only did it mark the beginning of her adulthood and her legal consumption of alcohol, but it marked exactly what we’d always feared: that Gigi’s birthday celebrations shit all over our own.
My 21st Birthday involved going to a university club wearing a gold sequined dress (which cut-up my under arms) and distressingly high platform heels, getting a picture with Spencer Matthews and finished with crying because I didn’t think my then-boyfriend was spending enough time with 21 year old me.
Alyss, our social media editor, doesn’t even remember leaving for her birthday night out, but woke up the next morning wearing a kitten onesie and covered in mud.
And how did Gigi's go? Well, let's have a look shall we.
What Gigi got:
A massive professional cake from Zayn.
What we got:
A haphazard sponge cake that your mates lovely chucked together for you before realising salt had been used instead of sugar.
What Gigi did:
Spent it on some kind of tropical isle.
What people gave us:
A McDonalds Happy Meal to sober us up at the end of the night and a big fat reality check.
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This article originally appeared on The Debrief.