When I think of 23, I think of Miley Cyrus. Miley Cyrus was born November 23, 1992. She is about three months older than me. I grew up with her playing in the background. Her TV series was my favorite when it came out on Disney, mostly because she is my age. Her song “The Climb” came out when I was in the middle of high school. Now when I watch her I am praying, “Please, God, don’t let me get that crazy. Ever”. She’s like that older sister who has done a few crazy things that you’ve learned from watching her, you never want to do.
I feel like I am watching what it is like to be a 23-year-old, and it isn’t looking great. She is a 23-year-old, a perfect example of starting over, leaving her roots and trying new things. One of those new things being a head full of blonde dreads. She is a creative person, and sometimes creative people just need to start over. I would love to sit with her and listen to why her look, her music and image has changed so much. I think I could relate, but also learn from her.