nags of a similar ilk

Every time I look in the mirror, I think, ugh, I'm looking old. I see every spot, every mark, every crease, every blemish. I see every grey hair and think, crap, I need to color my hair.

Yet, for every time I do that, there seems to be someone who misses my age by a lot. This time, it was by near a decade. How do people misjudge my age by so much? Sure, there are people who will pad a few years so as not to insult me, a woman, but off by so many?

Confuses the heck out of me.

Tonight, I made some comment to a fellow Master Gardener about some experience I had, I don't recall the details. She looked at me surprised, then asked how old I was. When I told her, she was completely shocked, and commented, "Really? I thought you were around 25!"

Though, I guess that's better than not figuring out how to spell my last name. Or my first name. Or my gender.

It must be the shoes.