The cashier said to me, “Huh! You certainly have a look about you.”

I must have appeared puzzled, as if waiting for an explanation. She obliged.

“Well, you’ve got a very young-looking face, but you also have a lot of gray hair.”

I laughed.

(It seems that I also look like the kind of person who doesn’t mind a candid discussion about his physical appearance.)

It was an amusing interaction, but it also got me thinking about the idea of having “a look” about one’s self.

Do we look friendly? Kind? Eager to help? Confident?

Looks aren’t everything, but the way we carry ourselves is something. Our expression is something. Our demeanor is something.

It’s worth some self-reflection: what kind of look do I have about me?