Oil of Olay can kiss my ass

I'm 29 tomorrow. I'm not the kind of girl who's going to freak out about turning 30--actually, I'm looking forward to my thirties. However, I just have to ask, where the fuck did my twenties go? They went by so fast. The early years were lame, the middle section was miserable, and it's just finally gotten decent. Which is great and there's no force on earth that could convince me to start at 21 again, but that doesn't help that nagging feeling that I'm going to start looking ridiculous in many of my favorite clothes very soon.