Looking Young

Last week I went to get my eyebrows waxed. I got all dressed, did my hair and put makeup on before going out and thought, "I look goooood!" As I sat in the waxing chair, the woman made some smalltalk with me, asking me where I'm from, ect. Then she asked me what I'm doing for summer break, which I thought was weird, but I said "I'm working." Her next question was, "How old are you?" I answered, "23." And she said, "Oh! I thought you were 16!"

For our honeymoon, Ben planned a cruise. Anyone under the age of 16 needed to be accompanied by an adult. As Ben and I boarded the ship I was stopped by a girl who said, "Hold on. Can I see your FunPass card?" I said, "Um, sure?" And handed it to her. She needed to check my age, so Ben said, "This is my wife." The girl looked at me really awkwardly so I said, "I'm 22." And she said, "Oh, I thought you were 14!" 

A few years ago, I took my little sister to register for her first year of high school classes. I walked her to the registration table where she was told to go stand in another line and pick up her class schedule. I waited by the registration table where I was approached by a short lady who asked me, "Have you registered for your freshman classes yet?" I'm pretty sure my mouth hung open for a second before I answered saying, "Um, I'm a junior, in college."

Yesterday I told my family I wanted to be in the Young Woman's program at our church, but they joked saying church leaders probably can't put me in that position because it might look bad having someone in there who looks 15 and pregnant.

I look young. It's true. And it's a little annoying! I know I'll be grateful for my youthful looks in a few years when everyone is 40 and I still look 28, but right now I'm sick of getting ID'd.