Fresh today · Monday, 27 July

New Wishes

A handful of wishes pulled from the cabinet this morning. Pick one up — copy, save it to your pinboard, or send it on.

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To 21 — the year you discover you're not as alcohol-tolerant as movies suggested.

Happy 21st! Welcome to bars. They're slightly less exciting than you imagined.

Twenty-one and legally allowed to embarrass yourself in new venues. Happy birthday.

Happy 21st birthday. Pro tip: water between drinks is not weakness. It's strategy.

To the 21-year-old who's about to discover that brunch is a real adult sport. Happy birthday.

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Twenty-one years old. Officially out of excuses for the dumb thing you're about to do.

Happy 21st birthday. Cheers to legal drinking and the decade-long hangover ahead.

To 21 — the age where everyone says "be safe" and means it slightly more than usual.

Welcome to 21. Bartenders no longer look annoyed when they ID you. (They still ID you.)

Happy 21st birthday. The cool part: you can drink. The sad part: you have to pay for it.

Twenty-one. The year you discover wine is an option. And opens. And spills.

Happy 21st! Try not to set up your entire adult life as one long bar story.

To the 21-year-old — for the next decade of "I had a wild night in college, but..." stories. Happy birthday.

Happy 21st birthday. Welcome to ten years of bad decisions you'll explain badly later.

Twenty-one and ready for the worst case scenarios that the night promises.

Happy 21st! Take the photo. You'll want it tomorrow when you can't remember.

To 21 — the year you officially graduate from "drinking secretly" to "drinking poorly in public."

Twenty-one. The official year of "I should know better, but…" Happy birthday.

Congratulations, graduate! You're now overqualified for the entry-level jobs you're about to apply for.

Congratulations on graduating. The student loans are going to be a fun new pet.

To the graduate — welcome to the real world, where your friends become your only social safety net.

Congratulations! You've successfully traded one form of being broke for a slightly different one.