Now that I have seen Dr. Martens in yellow, I can't get them out of my head! But on the other hand I can't help thinking that such an intense colour, perhaps doesn't go that well with being 40.
And how weird is that? I have never ever had a problem about my age, but since I had my last birthday, it somehow pops up in my mind, whenever I make a choice concerning my apperence.
It doesn't prevent me from choosing wisely and having it my way in the end, but the fact that the thought enters my mind at all, bothers me horribly. Do you know that feeling?
Oh, and by the way. If you see a 40 year old in yellow Dr. Martens some time in the future, then maybe it's just me...