OMG WHITE HAIR ALERT or The Loss of Intactness (Intactnicity?)

I was, well, let's just say I was fixing my hair recently, and I came upon three or four hairs that shone a little differently than the rest.  Upon closer inspection, I could see that they were white! 

I wasn't really surprised that they were there at my age, since I'm almost 28, and I know quite a few people my age that are already greying and/or balding.  In fact, when I found them, I updated my Facebook status to express my chagrin, and one of the guys I went to school with responded that he was already getting white hairs in his beard.  He also expressed hope that I didn't have that problem.  I quickly told him that being Italian (like him), I will have that problem eventually.  We all have that problem.  I have been dying to use that joke for a long time.

To be honest, I don't really know why I was surprised.  Perhaps surprise wasn't even what I felt.  I think it was the universal dismay at getting old. 

We all know what happens when we get old.  Things start to hurt, fall off or fall out, change colours, and just plain stop working like they used to.  We have to start taking all kinds of medicines to keep some semblance of normalcy in our bodily operations.  This frightens me, and I'll tell you why.

If something is missing or broken, I don't want it anymore.  I remember losing pieces or accessories from toys I had and never wanting to play with them again.  Things weren't the same anymore.  Barbie NEEDS the shoes that went with that dress!  If they're missing, why would I even let her wear that dress anymore?? It's not the same!

I think it would be the same with my body.  Once things start to go worse than they already are, I don't know how I'll live with myself.  I will admit to seriously courting the option of throwing myself off a cliff once I hit a certain age, or not treat myself if I get some horrible potentially life-threatening illness, because I don't know how I will be able to handle it. 

I'm still young for now and have lots of time to worry about it, and aging kind of comes gradually, so I know that I'll feel differently when I get older, and taking care of myself as best as I can now will make the transition into my autumn and winter years much easier.  Still, it's daunting and sad watching people getting old and knowing that it will happen to me eventually.

Bring this back, please!

I really long for the days where people would dress up just to leave their house, no matter where they were going.  I enjoy looking at People of Walmart because it makes me laugh, but I also cry a little inside when I see what some people decide is acceptable excursion attire.

While blog-browsing, I came upon one called Old Hollywood Glamour, which is all about a great love of mine, classic movies and their stars.  Going through it, I spotted these in a post about a John Galliano fashion show and instantly fell in love:

Here's the post they came from:

Old Hollywood Glamour - John Galliano Men's 2010 Paris F/W Fashion Show

While I TOTALLY do not agree with the corsets or the weird hair, I really do love a nice suit on a man.  Why can't we do this anymore?

Passing Thought

If it's a crime to steal someone's stuff, then I think it should also be a crime to steal someone's thunder.

Look What I Bought

Much to the chagrin of my mother, who saw the box by the door when we came home from work, my latest LEGO Shop purchase arrived Thursday afternoon.

I know I was saying that I wanted to make a set for my AYBS minifigs, but when I saw that this puppy was out, I HAD to get it instead.

I started working on it at 8:00 pm, and didn't finish until about 3:45 am (Oh yeah, I'm hardcore.  Once I start, I can't stop until the build is done).

The bottom floor is the clothing department, and it has a perfume counter, a change room, a cash register, and some mannequins in the window.  There are two escalators, one leading to the second floor (Housewares, with goblets and plates) and the other to the third (the Toy Department, with a scooter and a toy house). 

I'm thinking of leaving the ground floor as-is, but maybe adding some more clothing.  The second floor I have already turned into the staff "canteen", since I had already started getting the parts together for that.  I want to turn the third floor into Mr. Rumbold's and Mr. Grace's office, but since I don't have the desks yet, it's still a combination of Toys and Housewares.  I DID, however, make a Mr. Grace minifig, and one of Mr. Rumbold's later secretaries, Miss Belfridge. 

I'll post pictures on my Flikr when I'm done, but it may be a while, because there will be a lot of more important things I will need my money for coming up.