A couple weeks ago, our Board of Realtors had an auction and dinner to raise money for their political action committee, the theme was "Hawaii." People in the office were talking about what they were going to wear to go along with the theme. As I was going right from work, I figured I would just wear whatever I had picked that morning. The day of the event, one co-worker was telling me about her shopping trip to find something new to wear. In one store, she asked the clerk what she had that would fit a Hawaiian theme. In my co-workers words: "She took me over to a department that had, well, you know, clothes like you and my Mom would wear" OUCH!!! She's 32, has a 13 year old step daughter and 6 year old son - not old, but not exactly a teenager, either. Well, I did what any self respecting gal would do - I went shopping on my lunch break. I found a pair of black, boot cut jeans (a full size smaller than the last time I bought a pair of jeans!) and a v-neck white t-shirt. I didn't think I looked bad. Went to the function, and who should come up to me in her denim mini skirt and tube top - you know - the kind that looks like you pulled your skirt up over your boobs. I guess I didn't realize that not looking old meant showing copious amounts of flesh. I give up, no one wants to see me in a tube top, and I doubt I could keep it up. As for the mini skirt - I'd probably drop something and not be able to figure out how to pick it up!