Sounds like Blake Lively had a rather painful b-day this year. The "Gossip Girl" star and creator of lifestyle blog Preserve recently confessed on her website that she was attacked by bees just before her 27^th birthday.

As Lively reflected on her birthday (Aug. 25) in an article on her website Preserve, the actress and celebrity homemaker shared a story that taught her a few life lessons.

"I spent the week leading up to my big day shooting content for Preserve's coming months. (I can't wait to share what we captured with you.)" began Lively. "Just yesterday, the final day of the shoot, I felt an electric shock of energy-- was it excitement that I was about to turn another year older? Was it nerves? Why did it feel like agony? I like getting older... I think."

"But this felt terrible" continued Lively, the wife of "Green Lantern" actor Ryan Renyolds, who also contributes to Preserve. "Does your butt quite suddenly (and painfully) deflate when you turn 27? Because mine hurt like hell ...then my neck, back, legs and forehead. And oh my hands! They were shriveling. It felt like I was being shot by dozens of tiny invisible darts. I felt like the Wicked Witch, melting, melting, burning, melting."

"As it happens, I wasn't being greeted by the onset of spontaneous aging, but rather a full-fledged bee day. Attacked. All over. Everywhere."

The "Savages" actress goes on to explain the scene, humorously mocking herself. 

"I don't know enough about insects to say if they were wasps, honeybees or Mother Nature's miniature flying tasers. What I DO know, is that just moments before we were in the midst of a gorgeous fall fashion shoot. Now, I was a Monty Python sketch; running at top speed in no particular direction, whipping my arms and h ands around like I'd just discovered they were growing out of my shoulders without my previous knowledge. There was a terrible sound piercing the air too... I was later informed this sound had emanated from my very own mouth. I'd prefer to never hear it again. Along with everybody else on the East Coast."

"I was shaken. I was swollen. I had to stop what I was doing to recuperate and/or shrink."

Accompanying the story, entitled "Happy Bee Day," are whimsical items for sale such as a soy birthday cake candle and various floral tea stands that "bring order to a mad tea party."

A photo of Lively holding a sparkling vanilla and confetti sprinkle cake peeks out of the background, the picture perhaps taken moments before the swarm of insects attacked the star.  

But in addition to using the story to sell freshwater pearl necklaces and a floral bomber jacket, Lively concludes that her frightening experience has taught her the triviality of age.  

"It wasn't until I covered the counters in coordinating candy sprinkles that I stopped to acknowledge: my butt will deflate more and more, my hands will shrivel and permanently prune, but I will never, ever grow up."

"It took a swarm of bees to remind me that a b-day is nothing but a number. Each day I choose my age."

"Today it's 27, going on 2."