Like, for instance, when I was driving home from dropping off my sisters at school, and I saw a girl walking along the side of the road, and my brain went: "No no no! You are fourteen years old! You cannot wear a leather mini-miniskirt and a shirt cut three inches below your collarbone and four-inch heels! I don't care that you're skinny and pretty and think you're hot stuff! Being skinny and pretty does not make you automatically twenty-five! You are NOT twenty-five! No no no! Go put on some ratty jeans, sneakers and a t-shirt and ride your bike around or something! No no no!!!!"