In every ones life there inevitably comes the day when you ask yourself, "When did I stop being cool?". You will do this regardless of whether you were ever cool or not (cool was never a word commonly associated with teenage or young adult Fee). And this day is devastating for all of us, nobody ever sets out to lose that which they think makes them young! I came up with a few indicators of losing your "cool". If any of these apply to you, don't worry. You can get some of your cool back and I will go into that later, after we review some of my (and a few borrowed from friends) moments of sadness.
-You walk into a store and you find out that whatever your favorite style of shoe or jeans have been discontinued to keep up with the time, or as the sales associate calls, "getting rid of last decades horrors".
-The hairstyle you are sporting is also being sported on TV, on the flash backs to when the characters where younger!
-The infomercials on late night TV for the music of the best time in your life is described as "music that meant something, songs that told a story..." and, "they don't make music like that anymore..." What is wrong with "Once, twice, three times a lady..."???
-All the dance moves that you know are featured on spoof movies. (Running man anyone?)
last but certainly not least,
-All the shows about dating (Bachelorett) rub you wrong, simply because well, you looked hotter than that so many years ago! (I know in my mind I did!) I have a blurry, out of focus picture taken at dusk from a 1000ft away to prove it!!!
So say that you have reached this moment...what do I do Fee? you ask, well the answer lies in you my friend. Do you really want to toss everything that you own every season and buy all new to look like you stepped out of the glossy magazines? Do you want to spend everyday trying to learn new lingo, new dance moves and look like an idiot showing off your moves trying to impress others? The truth is that I have no experience with losing what makes me cool. HAHAHAHA!! I jest! I don't have the answer or one size fits all fix. I try not to let my hairstyle get too far out of date, I try not to look like a goofball when I get dressed for the day...but if I fail at it, I forgive myself because God really only cares about what we look like on the inside and I remind myself that ultimately that is what is more important. I can look like a reject from Napoleon Dynamite and still get to heaven...thankfully we still have hope!!
Btw- I love all three people that read my blog faithfully! You all rock!!
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