|Shirt: Cynthia Rowley, Jeans: Hollister, Jacket: F21, Fur Thing: H&M, Camera Bag: Theit, Shoes: H&M, Belt: H&M|
Sometime last week I was at my local pharmacy picking up some face wash.
I was wearing my snaziest outfit...
&& a ginormous chunk of my time was spent applying red lipstick before hand.
As I go to the cashier to pay, the very sweet lady at the counter smiles at me and asks..
"OH red lips - is that what you teenagers are wearing now a days?"
I wouldn't know sweet lady, I'm not a teenager. I'm in my 20's!
That's when it really hit me. I'm not a teenager anymore.
I'm the type of person who goes to buy back up face wash before date night.
If I was a teenager I'd be quietly sneaking into my moms room and stealing hers.
Then maybe getting yelled at for it.
So galls, yesterday I tried to muster up my most grown up -
"I'm not a teenager anymore" look
The fur thing
(not sure what else to call my pretty neck pet)
was my attempt at looking more my age.
Did it work?