|City Creek SLC|
|Along side the Church Office Building|
|Tulips across from the Lion House|
I strolled through H&M, stimulated by its youthful energy and bouncy music. I feel the same way when I go to Urban Outfitters and Anthropologie. Sometimes, I look about and realize I'm the oldest person in the store and wait for sirens to go off and the youth police to explode from back rooms wearing gas masks and tank tops and shoving me out of the store with bayonets. Or light sabers. No old people allowed. No crepy necks. Out, out old thing.
This is different from visiting Coldwater Creek or Chico's where the clerks have sagging profiles and the inventory includes plenty of jackets and loose-fitting sweaters for those of us suffering from gravitational pull.
If I were young again, I would buy a sundress and a pair of stilletos and strut my stuff.