- old people still think I’m young
- particularly the old men at the irish rover who find me precious
- instead of being in my LATE 20s I’m in my EARLY 30s which just sounds nicer
- my friends are not boring so I still get to live young
- I love even numbers
- I have a numerically valid reason for avoiding bars in NYU territory
- I am still at the median age for my local hipster bar
- I am far enough below the curve in terms of domesticity, that I can play it off as being ‘low maintenance’ and ‘a conscious choice’
- I am old enough to date politicians and oil magnates without it being a huge scandal
- I’m unequivocally a woman and not a girl which justifies a slightly overzealous approach to handbag shopping
- I can now say that I have been a beastie boys fan for exactly half of my life and a keanu fan for three quarters of my life
- I am a force to be reckoned with at restaurants, since my tastes are firmly established
- the bands I listen to have been around long enough to place me in the younger age bracket of concert going demographics
- since I will not be seeing vampire weekend live again
- fun, but poor life choices never go out of style
