Twins

A lot of people look like me. I don't know many of these people, but it's a fairly regular occurrence for strangers to ask me if I'm the sister of someone they know. Or sometimes they are convinced that I am someone they met - they think I'm lying and am pretending not to know them anymore. Once when I was in high school I was shopping with a friend at Urban Outfitters. We got separated. When my friend located me, she said in exasperation, "Keiler, everyone in this store looks exactly like you." I looked around and she was right.

The woman standing next to me in the photo above was painted by John Singer Sargent. One day at school a student approached me with a book open to that painting and as soon as he showed me, I could tell he was going to say - she looks like you.

My name, on the other hand, it very uncommon. In fact, I have never met another person with my first name. My whole life I've waited for it to happen. I've had nightmares about it. According to Internet searches, it seems to be more common for guys. This summer Scott and I were casually going to open houses. He stopped short when he saw the realtor's name on the sign for one condo - Jean Keiler. This is particularly unlikely because my middle name is Jean. We went in and met her and there's nothing dramatic to report. She seemed nice.

So here's what I want. If your first name is Keiler, or you happen to look like me, please make a comment or email me your picture, just for fun. Maybe I'll send you this other tank top so we can match.