Am I dressing too young for my age?

I saw a lady last night that was clearly wearing her granddaughter’s clothes. Don’t get me wrong- it was a great outfit, but she probably shouldn’t have been wearing it. I worried that I do the same thing. I always focus on staying in shape and keeping my body looking a certain way…but- just because you can wear something, probably doesn’t mean you should. I suppose it bothered me that young guys were picking on her by dancing with her because I worried that one day people would be mocking me like that too? I felt so bad for her. I don’t think she knew that they were picking on her. I think she probably really thought that they thought she was hot. She probably was “hot” 30 years ago. There is something to be said for aging gracefully. You get married, have kids, dress appropriately, maintain class and stature and dress according to your social demographic. Easy right?…well…what if you skip a whole stage? Mine is “get married, have kids…” I have a feeling that this lady must’ve missed that one too…she probably still thinks that her demographic is “meet someone, get married, have kids, dress hot.” But what about the fact that she should be in the stage of playing with her grandchildren? The whole dressing cycle has been thrown off! Oh geez…I suppose what they say is right! What bothers you about other people is likely a fear of your own. I’m wondering if I’m going to be that 65-year-old woman with no children, a hot body, a wrinkled face, in a teenager’s pants! HELP! Maybe there should be an island somewhere for us so we don’t make fools of ourselves! It could be full of nothing but Junior’s boutiques and fitness centers…