As of late, I’ve been feeling pretty old.  Going to bed early, lecturing people about sun protection safety, seeing gaggles of young men together and thinking “What are these hooligans up to?”  But yesterday, I might have hit my old person peek.  I tried on pretty much every dress at Urban Outfitters and every single one was either bra strap baring or so short that the breeze from an on coming Metro train would mean the whole station could see my business.  So I gave up on finding something cool and went down the street to Ann Taylor Loft, thinking that would surely be a safer bet.  But, when I saw their summer slogan on their display window which is “No sleeves required,” I thought to myself, “My, that’s rather racy, huh?”

If Ann Taylor Loft is now my Frederick’s of Hollywood, where the heck can I shop?  Mimi Maternity?