Aging in America

Aging in America is no cake walk. I walked into a national chain store in the mall ( I will not say who it was but you can guess). They asked if I needed to be fit for a bra and I said “no thank you, I’m looking for perfume”… so she directed me to the section with all the body sprays etc. I picked up my old favorite and she had the audacity to tell me that the scent I picked up was for younger people.

Excuse me? It was truly a WTF moment. I was so shocked I couldn’t even respond. Afterwards I had at least a hundred ideas of what I should have said.

In what world do they have “perfume if your over 35” and “perfume for under 35”. I like candy smells and sweet scents. Yes I have sprouted some grays but I still want my cotton candy.

So to the girls that work at this pink and black paradise of underwear’s… give me my cotton candy scents and don’t tick off women of a certain age. We own jeans older than you.

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