The day I went to the mall without brushing my teeth...

So when I'm in South Africa I always go on and on about how weird it is that I NEVER bump into anyone I know. No-one from high school, college. EVER. It's bizarre. As if my entire generation was sucked into a black hole. This has made it relatively safe to venture out and run an errand unshowered, without a lick of hair product or make up, perhaps wearing clothes you took out of the laundry basket on a whim. On my last day there I took this a step futher and actually decided it wasn't even worth the trouble to brush my teeth. (I'm actually embarrassed writing this, really I am.) Anyway, there I was, innocently dashing into the Constantia Village shopping center to get some last minute things and who do I run into? Not just any one of my high school classmates, but the one who happened to be a successful model once upon a time. As luck would have it, she still looks like a model. She had on the cutest outfit, an adorable haircut and that perfect daytime make-up look that I never seem to get right. Anyway, for just a wee moment, I flattered myself by thinking, "She couldn't possibly recognize me after all this time. And looking like this?" But she did. Oh the shame.