"So," he asks,"how old are you?"
"Purple," she answers.
"Purple?" he says, confused, "How can your age be a color?"
"Well," she replies, "I have reached the age of wearing purple dresses and red hats. That's how old I am. After that, the actual number doesn't count."
From now on, when asked my age, I shall answer, "Purple."
(Compliments of guest blogger Red Hat Society Ambassador Rose Louise, Vice Queen of the Absolutely Marvellous chapter, in Oshawa, ON, Canada)