Why is there so much emphasis on ageing? A few days ago, a colleague told me that ageing gracefully is the best way to go.
I thought two things. One, hell no. Ageing any way you want to is the way to go, whether that is gracefully or not, and what is may I ask ageing gracefully? Secondly, I am not old so why the hell would anyone bring up ageing gracefully?
To me, age is a state of mind and to be honest in our forties and fifties we are far from old. In fact, we are in our prime, and I’m loving it.
Enough of this ageing crap and more so, ageing gracefully.
For me, ageing (I’m seriously going to find another word) is just something that happens, to all of us!
It’s not going to stop, so yes, embrace it but do it however you want to. For me that definitely means keeping up with a bit of maintenance, plasma, Botox, fillers, laser, TCA peel, exercising (because it’s good for the mood and stress levels) and dressing however the hell I want.
That’s ageing the way I want to. It doesn’t mean I’m not embracing my years, I am. I love the fact that I am in my late forties, wiser, more confident, less highly strung, more forgiving and enable to enjoy each moment without worrying about the next best moment.
More on experience and less of ageing thank you very much.
My friend is ageing (enjoying her years) her way, she’s a bit of a hippy, no way in hell she’d touch that terrible poison (Botox), she’d never dye her hair and only eats organic. She’s happy and that’s her way of ageing, the way she wants. Natural, free of chemicals and she looks pretty good for it too.
My other friend has gone all Eat, Pray, Love on us and is currently travelling around the world doing whatever takes her fancy but doing it her way. She sold her house, left her job and off she went. It took guts. I admire her.
Each of us has immense respect for the other, we care, appreciate each other and love that the fact that we are ageing (living our life) the way we want to. As long as we are happy, healthy and have each other, it doesn’t matter.
I think less judgement; more acceptance is the key to ageing well. Gracefully or not.
Hell, I’m going to be very disgraceful and book my next Botox appointment. I may even be a daredevil and book a balloon ride, catch a helicopter or even better jump out of a plane, buy myself some block heeled embellish boots (think Gucci’s new collection), a pair of raw rem straight denim jeans, and a slogan tee.
I look at some of these incredible Instagram girls, like Tash Sefton from They All Hate Us, Jessie Bush from We the People Style, Carmen Grace Hamilton and more. I’m not 20, but I find inspiration in those younger than me.
I can adapt what looks cool on them, for me. I don’t want to be them (yes, I’d love their wardrobe) but I like what they wear.
Nothing wrong with taking a bit of inspiration from those that do it so well. I also like fashion columnist Sophie Fontanel, a stylish, cool, hip 50-something.
You only live once, no matter what age you are, so make the most it – your way.
I look at the incredible Iris Apfel, now 95, wow – now there is an inspiring woman who has lived life her way.
I am ageing yes, we are all, but I’m doing it my way – gracefully or not.