A few days later I went to get my hair cut. The rather rude beautician couldn't stop talking about how badly I needed a dye job to cover the gray. "Seriously, how can you stand to walk around in public like this?" Yeah, yeah! Just cut the hair already.
Then after a rather embarrassing beat down on the basketball court with my church team, a woman from the opposing side approached me and said, "Maybe the two of us should form an old woman's league." I thought, "Speak for yourself Granny!"
Perhaps all of these occurrences and the impending birthday month just around the corner bothered me more than I realized, because I found myself at the mall yesterday in search of a new miracle make-up. Maybe some Botox in a bottle if you will. I bought the make-up and then made a detour into Forever 21. They were having a big sale and I really needed some retail therapy. After about 2 minutes in the store, Nash looks at me and says, "Mom, I think you are too old for this store." I looked around and realized I did have at least 10 years on the other patrons. Needless to say, we left.
Now what? I am stuck in between Abercrombie and a pair of SAS shoes. What's acceptable? It isn't like I shop at Hollister with that dirty old mall walker who wears his teeny bopper label super tight around his not so tight physique. I gave up those overly cologned (not a real word) places long ago. I like Old Navy, H&M, Gap, Target, and up until yesterday Forever 21. However, Nash's revelation makes me doubt my welcomeness (again not a real word) in any of these stores. Is it time to stop trying to be trendy and embrace my mid-life with a pair of oh-so-unflattering khakis? I need your advice! Where do you shop? How can we make this transition together?
Sincerely,
An Ageing Fashionista
