Whew. I’m only guilty of the white sneakers one, and they’re just my workout shoes. I tried every shoe in the store and WANTED bright colors, but they were the only ones that fight just right. Now I want to wear them out so I can get new non-white ones! I had no idea! None of my other shoes are white, though.
On the note of judging someone’s age…
WARNING: Contains mention of lady parts, in case that squicks you out.
I went to the doctor earlier this week for “female-related” health issues. I’m sitting up on the table, holding the gown closed across my chest, and my lady doctor asks me: “Are you still having your cycle?”
My first thought was “Do you mean right this second?” which, honestly, I was, and it didn’t help my mood. Then I realized the doctor was asking if I’d **already **gone through menopause! :smack: I went with baffled rather than annoyed when I replied.
“Um, yeah. I just turned 45 last year. The doctor from a couple weeks ago said I may be in the early stages of perimenopause, sooo…”
Later in the restroom mirror, I was looking at my (at least) 30% gray hair and wondering when someone was going to come out with a black or brown dye that lasted longer than two weeks on my dye-resistant hair. 
You shouldn’t take that to mean you look old. Some people, due to surgery, go through it in their twenties. Some do naturally in their forties. Maybe the doctor just wanted to know.
I just thought it was kinda funny. 
One of my friends started when she was barely forty! Another of my friends is about 53? 54? and about finished going through it.
My mom had a full hysterectomy when she was 29. Back in the '70s they didn’t play around with a few “abnormal cells” I guess…
The thing that’s going to age me a lot more has been that I now say “honey” and “sweetie” quite a bit, and not just when talking to the cat. I find my mom (who lives with me) responds better when I talk to her like that. It’s already carrying over to the outside world. :smack:
I don’t always tuck; it significantly depends on how comfortable I feel temperature-wise. If it’s a little chilly out, tucking my shirt in provides a greater feeling of warmth while adding more clothing would make me too warm.
Truth be told from about the beginning of April to the end of November it’s too hot here to tuck in my shirt in any case, but I still would like to. It’s just habit; just about everyone in my HS and universities tucked their shirts in, it was the style. I think it was because we could, while our overweight dads were more apt to wear their straight bottomed casual shirts over the top of their Sansa-Belt slacks. Well, at least when not at the office.