Old people love me

Maybe it's my old soul that draws them in. They can tell I'm beyond my years.

Maybe it's the curly hair.

Something about curly hair says classic, timeless. Since the dawn of time people have been battling their botticelli locks (as they're deemed by the experts at Devachan).

I love that they love me though.

There's nothing sweeter than an elderly woman dressed all in old-world Greece style black skirt and sweater and straw hat, stopping by my table in Starbucks to say thank you again for making sure no one sat at the table she had procured for herself.

Delight.