You Know You're Aging When: Catalog Edition
Whenever I go to my parents' house, I love to look through their catalogs. They have the usual Land's End and Harry and David, but they also have a kitschy wonderland of "someone should invent that" products for seniors. (And I know they are for seniors because the catalog copy for a wrap rack says, "Remember when it was just waxed or foil? Now we have so many different wraps, and here's how to store them compactly." Also, their homepage has a drop-down just for dickies.) I am now getting the Miles Kimball catalog at my house because I made the mistake of ordering an outdoor food tent. I've recently discovered -- to my horror -- that the things I laughed about when I was eighteen now seem not so ridiculous, and I know the things I'm laughing at while 39 will probably seem like a darn tootin' good idea in thirty more years. What do you think of these products?
Clear Plastic Rainhat
I've always thought these things were so ridiculous. Then last weekend, I was at a baby shower at my neighbor's house during a thunderstorm. I was ready to go home, but it was still pouring. The 97-year-old family friend looked out the window, whipped out one of these rainbonnets, and strutted out to the car. I got soaked. In another thirty years, I could see myself sneaking this into my purse but only if no one I knew was going to be around or if I were guest starring on Deadliest Catch.