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My Journey Through the Increasing Invisibility of Middle Age

I went to the grocery store yesterday looking like something the cat dragged in. Seriously, I don't think I've ever gone out in public looking quite so scruffy. My (happily) graying hair was a little dirty and pulled into an extremely messy bun. I was wearing baggy jeans tucked sloppily into my faux Uggs, and had so many layers underneath my coat that I looked about four sizes bigger than I actually am.

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