Tell me that my hair makes me look like a biker chick. Excuse me, last time I checked, biker chicks didn't wear pearls.
Inform me that you would not want your niece/daughter/sister-in-law to grow up like me. That is all fine and well, I don't know if I want to be me either, but do you need to TELL me that?
All in all, I am clearly a bad influence.
Ah, what may perhaps be worse is when people say they DO want their niece/daughter/sister-in-law to grow up like you. It gives me a sick, guilty feeling. HYPOCRITE!