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I IS OLD...

”description”Dear Diary: So I'm 33 now. It's not like I've ever really dreaded getting older or anything, I suppose I've just always accepted that it's inevitable, albeit begrudgingly. I don't really think I'm all that bothered about some of the things that come with the acceptance of getting older either. For example: Wrinkles: I've got a few. But they're not that bad, and I certainly know others younger than me who've got it worse...

My body: Now it's definitely not what it used to be, and although the "I can eat whatever I want" syndrome isn't quite the same any more, I'm still in pretty good shape and I'm glad I've always worked out. Kids and a Husband: I suppose at 33 my mum was married and had three kids. My older brother is the same. 8 out of ten friends my age are also parents. So on that note I should be worried right? But kids are so much work! And being with the same man forever? Whoa. I'm way too indecisive. Plus, we all know I can go adopt one once my eggs have all dried up if that's what I want. So what exactly is it about my advancing years that's bothering me? Here's the big thing: I don't know what I should be wearing anymore. I'm pretty sure I'm too young to be wearing pant suits and blouses. Plus, that look is never for me - tha same can be said of twin sets and comfortable shoes. But isn't 33 pushing it for being trendy? I sometimes look at little girls at the mall and I'm wearing the same look as them - skinny jeans, flat shoes and a funky top, and I suddenly get griped with the fear that I'm 'that' woman - too old for the trendy look woman. Is my hair too weird for my age? Should I have a sensible hair cut? Does my fedora hat that I love make me look like a Britney Spears wannabe? There's a phrase in England that I'm terrified sums me up - "Mutton Dressed Up As Lamb" means that I'm an old woman in young girls disguise. Have you ever walked up behind a girl who's got lovely hair, a nice figure and cool clothes only for her to turn around and you see her face and get reminded of your grannie? Well, that right there is what terrifies me about getting older...


BTW... Am I too old to still enjoy karaoke?

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