I see tons of wailing and moaning of late about aging out, agism, youth is wasted etc.
One of the most startling women I ever met was an “older designer” who ALWAYS wore hats. She was incredibly proficient and influential in the Tampa Bay ad circles. She was a graduate of Pratt. But even before that could ever come out, you couldn’t help but notice the hat – the confidence – the “go jump” devil-may-care.
That’s what I want to be when I grow up.
A different hat maybe.