On my 40th birthday I waltzed out of my bedroom dressed in an old outfit I dug out of the back of the closet.
"I wore this on my 30th birthday! I guess that means my wardrobe is ten years old," I said to my husband, hoping he'd take the hint and buy me some clothes as a present.
"Or," he offered instead, "it means when you were 30 you had the body of a 40-year-old."
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