What's My Age Again

I recently forgot how old I am. The worst part is, I’m pretty sure I’m the one who brought up my own age. Nobody asked me about it — not because it’s impolite, but because everybody already knows how old I am. It’s the first thing that comes up when you Google me. That happens when you’re famous as a child: the world grows up with you and always knows your age. There are some women in the public eye who do everything they can to keep their age a secret, and understandably so, we live in an ageist world. But I could never do that, even if I wanted to.

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