When we say, “Age is only a number.” We mean it. Take a minute and think back to your youth; the childhood creativity and freedom that came with playing dress up, the rebellion of changing outfits in the bathroom at school to hide your crazy new jeans from mom, of course, or borrowing your sister’s shoes to sneak to a concert, there’s a sense of identity wrapped up in how we dress. And, it feels good. When we cross over to the adult world—it stops feeling as good. Suddenly there are rules. Don’t wear this. Do wear that.