I realized I was wearing my 12 year old's jeans this morning. (Thanks to the makers of Lycra, no doubt. Bless you!). The message was bittersweet. Wow...I'm wearing the size jeans I wore when I was 'a kid' and can still pull it off. But, holy shit, nothing worse than checking out an attractively built woman from behind only to have the bejesus scared out of you when she turns her head and you find out she's OLD. Have I become that scary woman waiting in line at the convenience store?
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
I realized I was wearing my 12 year old's jeans this morning. (Thanks to the makers of Lycra, no doubt. Bless you!). The message was bittersweet. Wow...I'm wearing the size jeans I wore when I was 'a kid' and can still pull it off. But, holy shit, nothing worse than checking out an attractively built woman from behind only to have the bejesus scared out of you when she turns her head and you find out she's OLD. Have I become that scary woman waiting in line at the convenience store?
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