FACT: Aging is not an option

I was going through some photos in a big unorganised box in my big unorganised garage at home. I came across some photos of my mother when she was about thirty. She had one leg over a bicycle, tiny high wasted shorts at the top of her toned legs and a white vest covering her miniature waist. I look at this photo as her 22 year old daughter and wished that I looked that, now!

Hear ye hear ye!

The quest for eternal youth has begun!

Taketh as many youth aids as possible to ensure your life long youthful appearance.

you will be graded upon death in terms of how young you looked throughout your life span.

 Compliment + “for your age” = compliment/2

Eg: You are absolutely gorgeous, for your age.

When I was watching Oprah, as one does at three in the afternoon during the week, I was lucky enough to watch an episode on aging super models.

There sat four women ranging up from 40 to 63, spilling the beans on the challenges of being seen as the most beautiful in all of the land and then barely being noticed.

As they sat and shared their stories I would never have called any of them average. Beautiful is the word I would have used.

Why do we choose to place such terror over the aging process?

It’s going to happen!

 I have come to realise that there are different levels of beautiful. Beautiful when you’re young means classic appeal and lifelong attractiveness but when you’re an older lady ‘beautiful’ means that you’re still attractive but not as attractive as you were when you were young.

The solution- try look as close to the way that you used to when you where 20. Impossible right? But now due to cosmetic surgery everything is possible.

So now we see toned legs, bums up to backs, six packs, and melon size breasts holding onto tiny frames and faces that have seen a few too many hours in the fake sun.

So essentially, from behind we have gorgeous, yet slightly muscular, teenagers. At the front we have a menopausal woman that looks as if she is trying to sneak back into high school.

I can’t preach to anyone about how we should accept aging, but I do hope that when I grow up I will be happy with the stories the lines on my face tell.