I'm vintage. You should pay lots of money and then wear me to an awards show - as your arm candy, not a skin suit.

Yesterday Jeff and I went to Molly and Mike's wedding (and sent happy vibes to Jim and Abby as it was their wedding day too) and we had yet another conversation about how we are in SUCH a different place than most of the people we grew up with.  Here's my conclusion: I'm not behind, I'm not old, I'm not washed up, I'm vintage.  Vintage is hot, everyone who's everyone loves vintage.  Therefore everyone loves me.  How's that for rational reasoning?!  Perhaps you too may be in the vintage club....here are a few pointers to help you figure it out.

1.  99% of the people you went to high school with are married/married with kids/divorced already.  You, on the other hand, are still trying to learn how to keep a plant alive for more than a week.

2.  Your friends are buying houses, getting pregnant, investing in second and third cars.  You, on the other hand, pay rent and your car is the most expensive and precious item you own.

3.  Your girlfriends are hosting book clubs, shopping parties, and dinner parties.  You, on the other hand, are still drinking $1 well drinks at the dive bars.

4.  Your friends' facebook updates are all about their kids, parent-teacher meetings, and how much they love their in-laws.  Yours, on the other hand, revolve around your single and fabulous lifestyle.

5.  Your girlfriends are starting to wear mom jeans and shop at places like Coldwater Creek, Ann Taylor, and always wear sensible shoes.  You, on the other hand, have learned to dress your age, but haven't yet graduated to mom jeans.....you pretty much look awesome all the time and only believe in stunning shoes.

6.  Your girlfriends love big bags, but inside are diapers, matchbox cars and juiceboxes.  Your big purse, on the other hand, has your emergency kit: hangover cure, extra change of clothes, dancing shoes for when stilettos are retired for the evening, and a travel toothbrush.

7.  When going out for an evening on the town your girlfriends have the big purse in tow and have to check in with the babysitter.  You, on the other hand, have a cute little clutch that holds nothing more than your cell phone, car key, ID, and lipstick.  Your only call will be to figure out what party you'll appear at next.

8.  When your friends go to the grocery store they buy sensible meals and enough food for three for a whole week.  You, on the other hand, end up with goat cheese, strawberries, water, and frozen burritos.