When I first went back to school, I had this complex about my age. I was a little concerned the age gap between me and the others would cause some awkwardness. Every now and again I make reference to something that only the teachers would understand (and vice versa), dating myself quite clearly. But, I will admit, there are a few perks to being one of the oldest in the room. My favourite thing is I can make certain comments that others might only be thinking. I seem to get away with actually speaking them. Now, a few have mentioned it’s because of my age. So, I’ve tested the theory. And they’re definitely on to something. There seems to be this unspoken acceptance with certain comments or a particular amount of sass due, in part, to my age. Knowing this will make some classes a little more interesting and entertaining, to say the least. Muwahahaha.
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It is time to come clean about the observations I have made about my classmates in college. And I apologize in advance if you feel slightly uncomfortable about it. But I have to get this off my chest. I have never, in my life, been surrounded by so many beautiful women. Never. In my life. For some it might even be considered slightly overwhelming. But, I don’t feel that way. Instead, my favourite part about being surrounded by so many young, beautiful ladies is the great insight it has given me regarding the latest fashion trends. And let me just say, there are some fabulous fashions out there. So much so, I was inspired to attempt a wardrobe re-vamp or at least take inventory of what is currently hanging in my closet. Now, I will be first to admit there are many fashions that are not designed for my particular age (“maturity” to be kind) or body shape. No hard feelings, it’s just a fact. And although I may look in close proximity to the same age group, it does not mean I should attempt to dress the same way. I often see this one particular lady at the grocery store dressed like a rock star in her short black skirt, stiletto’s, cleavage bearing top and purple streak in her grey bangs. Yes, I said grey. And as judgemental as it sounds because it is, I often wonder what she thinks when she’s looking in the mirror before leaving the house. Her wrinkled, boney knees and age spotted skin leads me to believe she must be in or around her 60's. And I can’t help but think she’s living in the past, desperately trying to hang on to her youth, not quite ready to let go but, she’s not fooling anyone here. We all know she’s not in her 20's anymore. Maybe someone should tell her? And so what if someone thinks that of me? What if my all-of-a-sudden attempt to be more fashionable, only opens the door to judgement by others who draw their own conclusions that I am merely desperate to hang on to my youth and fit in with this younger crowd? Bah, forget it. I’ll just sit here, in the back, admiring the fashions as they pass by like my own private fashion show, comfortable in my jeans and t-shirt, not overly concerned with my hair or make-up. Damn you karma. |
Shauna QuinnNo stranger to taking the road less travelled, I must admit those not so great choices made me who I am and led me to where I am right now, which happens to be exactly where I am supposed to be. Archives
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