Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I am 38 but everyone says I look 20ish. I was thinking of joining the police department and doing undercover work in college.
LOL! You and every other middle aged mom on here. A bunch of unicorns running around!
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I'm 31 and I look great so I couldn't tell you.
Give it time. Your time will come!
I was a late bloomer and my personal best (evident from photos/physical accomplishments) was 32-34.
I still am hanging in there at 44, but by no means do I look 30. I look good though.
But--for me--physical health is so much more important. I work out to stay nimble, in-shape and to ward off disease/illness. I still don't get aches and pains and I still can do the things (run many miles, lift) that I could do in my 20s. I take care of my skin-use sunscreen, etc. but I don't deny life pleasures--chocolate, wine, a good steak once a week, etc.
Life is meant to be enjoyed.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Most of the trim, stylish 50ish women that complain about their losing their looks aren't really seeing how great they still look. Really.
That's probably true but then again, when we see a 50ish woman who looks great, we see a 50ish woman who looks great. SHE sees a 50ish woman who looks good... but she also remembers what she looked like at 20/30/40. I imagine when I get to my 50s it will be hard to believe I look great in comparison to what I USED to look like.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I'm 31 and I look great so I couldn't tell you.
Give it time. Your time will come!
Anonymous wrote:Most of the trim, stylish 50ish women that complain about their losing their looks aren't really seeing how great they still look. Really.
Anonymous wrote:I'm 31 and I look great so I couldn't tell you.
Anonymous wrote:I don't live my life worrying about dying. YOLO is my motto.
Anonymous wrote:Most of the trim, stylish 50ish women that complain about their losing their looks aren't really seeing how great they still look. Really.
Anonymous wrote:I remember a poster in a long-ago thread talked about her mother, who while she was dying said she couldn't believe she wasted time fretting about her looks and considering a facelift, that she only then realized it was so meaningless and unimportant (or something to that effect). It really stayed with me and has been a comforting thought as I see my looks and youth fade in the mirror. Aging is part of the cycle of life and if you have your health and the ability to appreciate each day then it's all okay. I try to just take a deep breath and find meaning in other things, other parts of life. It's not easy because in my youth I was a person whose looks people commented upon a lot and it became part if my identity, which was not necessarily a good thing.
But it us what it is, I can't afford to fight it and I don't want to risk my health, so I trying to be zen about it.