An interaction with a sales assistant and hairdresser this week raised an interesting question/s: When am I no longer considered “young” and when do people start separating me from being “young”?
I was jeans shopping and the lovely sales assistant was explaining the differences between the jean styles. During our discussion, she started to talk about the stitching: “There are two styles, each has different coloured stitching. The brown stitching is normally chosen by mature people while the light blue stitching is for younger people who want to make a statement… which do you want to try?”
Instantly I was in a conundrum over 2mm stitching. If I choose brown does that make me boring and old? If I choose light blue would that make me look like someone trying to recapture their youth?”
Wait a minute… I am only twenty-four and the sales assistant looked around my age or probably younger so it made me wonder how old she thought I was. Haha! :oP
I ended up choosing the Midnight coloured jeans which had midnight blue stitching :oP
Was getting my hair washed before my haircut. The lady who was washing my hair was explaining the products she was using in my hair: “I’m using Age Defying shampoo which will help make your hair look more youthful.”
… Does my hair look old? What does that mean… what does “youthful hair” mean? The image that came to head was the infamous bowl- cut or pineapple hair a few of us fashioned as kiddies. Kidding, I know she meant “shiny”, “radiant” and all those synonyms. I do like my haircut by the way.
I guess the two questions are: how does one gauge who is appropriate to start discussing “age-related” matters to? What age do we start worrying about “youthfulness” or separating “youth” from our age?
I think I look my age…or younger? I know at work I constantly getting “YOU’RE a Doctor?!” I guess it doesn’t help that I need a stool to stand on in theatre to see the operating table or that I’m a 5’2″ doctor (who is smaller than your twelve-year-old) telling you off for smoking. Also I get my ID checked wherever I go… but then I can’t get away with using concession anymore either.
Maybe it’s not about the physique, maybe it’s the “maturity” one oozes. Though I don’t think I really ooze “maturity” in my grey tee and jeans, but yet again maybe it’s all in the eyes. Those weary eyes, those eyes which have seen so much in these… twenty-four years… Hmm… maybe the thing is, I just don’t look like that awkward teenager anymore…
I don’t know, I just found it interesting that I’m at this stage or time in my life (or it could just be coincidence) that people are delineating youth for me. Suddenly I’m at the age where I can’t wear certain things anymore or I need to start using products to return the “youth” back in my physique? I guess it doesn’t help that the market lives on making you look younger at no matter what age… we all want to feel like a baby’s bottom but not look like one :oP
What do you guys think?