Oh yeah, I'm well prepared for "the eye" and comments. I wore sneakers and a pair of tight jeans, with my hair in a ponytail today. It was glorious telling them I turned thirty this year. Some of them actually frowned. It used to bother me when (fat) people commented on my food, or how I sometimes turned down sweets at meetings. (Cakes and sweets are mandatory at overweight middle aged women workplaces). Now I don't care.