I'm 60, M0nica. I'm 'older' than I should be due to ME/CFS - and determined to get to grips with my realities instead of hoping it'll all get better.
I actually like the invisibility thing, but went through a few years of feeling rather miffed about it. Well into my (toned, exercised & polished) middle age, people did look at me and it wasn't hard to get served at a crowded bar, for instance. The sexual harassment was an unwelcome part & parcel of all that.
A few years on, the Great Menopausal Mind-Shift kicked in. I discovered I no longer gave a flying fuck what anybody thinks of me and no longer held back on giving verbal short shrift, whether barmen who don't "see" me or sex pests who (presumably) imagine I'll be grateful for a grope. If I were to meet my 30-year-old self now, I'd be sorry for her lack of deep-seated confidence when she had so much going for her ... and I actually think she'd be awestruck by me
while also sorry for my lack of physical & financial resources.
For me, the fashion thing's all part of the mental shift that would be happening around this age, disabilities regardless. I want to make the most of what I am now.