Apparently, I need to change my wardrobe.

Or my personality.

I was at SuperBowl party tonight, and was sitting talking with a group of my aunt’s friends. One of them has a daughter that is moving into my neighborhood and was discussing her moving adventures and such, and I commented that her life sounded a lot like mine…. And one of the men said, “Well, but she’s older"

and I looked at him quite cross-eyed. I had just met all of these people, and the woman I was talking to didn’t seem THAT old, and the impression I was getting was that her daughter was younger than me… So I asked how old she was…. And turns out the daughter was several years younger than me… and that the man thought I was more than 5 years younger than I am.

This might not sound like much, but I’m still just barely younger than 30. The ages between 20 and 30 are quite diverse, at least in one’s personality, the way one carries herself, and the way she dresses. I know I have a youthful personality, as well as a Peter Pan/ Never wanna grow up complex…. But I really would like to appear at least within 5 years of my age.

It’s funny. When I was a jr or sr in high school, some of my classmates thought I could pass for 21. Of course, all they wanted me to do was try to buy them beer! In college, not much a problem.. but since I graduated, things have gotten worse! I got carded at WalMart for trying to buy R-rated movies. It wasn’t even just one occasion, I was trying to buy Backdraft once, and Thelma and Louise a second time. This is even more humiliating than being carded for liquor, cause they didn’t even think I was over 17!!!!!!!! Just this summer, I was at dinner before the American Idol concert. We were all sitting around the table, 6 of us. Two were older women, old enough to be my mom, while the other 3 were all younger than me. One just by a few months, another by 2 years, and then the 3^rd was just barely 21. They all ordered drinks, and then I was the last one, and when I did, the waitress asked for IDs. She said she wasn’t going to, until I ordered something, because, apparently, I was the only one who she thought was underage. I think I was a little bit humiliated at that point!!

I can’t help but wonder sometimes if I need to change something in my appearance or my attitude or what. Maybe it’s a blessing. Who knows.