When I Grow Up...

I want to be this lady.  Isn't she awesome?  She looks so confident and put together.  She looks supremely happy to be one of a kind.  Kind of makes you look forward to growing up, doesn't it?

I don't know about you, but I rarely wish I was younger.  If I do find myself starting to worry about getting older I just turn on MTV or take a look at MySpace and I am filled with relief that I'm not 19 years old - I don't aspire to be a Pussy Cat doll or a Lindsay Lohan, so I would not be a good fit with today's young exhibitonists.

(Says she who has a blog.)

I don't believe that youth is wasted on the young.  Instead, time slips through our fingers while we wish for a different past.

Non, je ne regrette rien.