Coming of age.

The Quinceanera is a "coming of age" celebration, when a girl becomes a woman. A lot of the time, she is from that point allowed to date, to wear make-up, to go out. Traditionally she was ready for marriage, and for motherhood, all the things that (apparently) define a woman. Everyone comes to witness her grand transformation, her family, her friends, the church.

So what happens to the world of "girls" who never become "women"? Who never have their "coming of age" marked with a grandiose event. What spiritual, social, physical transformation have we missed out on? Where are the "girls" whose family refused to purchase for them adulthood?

Maybe they're like me, the Quince x dos. 30 and waiting for my "coming of age."