Last week we had a few rainy days, and we needed to get out of the apartment, so we went to the mall. As I was pushing my monster-stroller around Aeropostale and Wet Seal, it hit me - a month after my birthday - that I am 25! That's a quarter of a century!
As Logan and Taylor flirted with the teenagers shopping in the stores, I realized that maybe I was getting a little too old to be shopping where teenagers get their clothes. I am thankful they never gave me weird looks, too busy admiring my handsome little guys. But still, I think I'm going to start shopping when all the teenagers are in school because I am not ready to start buying my clothes from Walmart. No offense, anyone!
Monday, June 7, 2010
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I know what you mean about teenage clothes stores. Give Target, Gap, and Kohl's a try for middle of the road (not too young and not too old).
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