This morning I was listening to my morning Pandora radio as I was huffing and puffing along on the treadmill and I am not sure what the song was that came on but it was basically about being afraid of getting old and looking aged. That there isn’t beauty in growing old.
Now I will agree that I get upset every time I see a new gray hair appear on my head or a laugh line on my face, especially since I usually have “resting bitch face” going on. I have always tried to take good care of my skin since becoming a licensed aesthetician over 20 years ago.
I lather on the sunscreen…sometimes I forget the other parts of my body but I always have it on my face. I wear hats and sunglasses. But the truth is that someday…if I am lucky enough to live a long healthy life…I am still going to look…old.
I can remember at a very early age having an issue about my body image. I was a tall girl. Taller than the majority of my friends and back then I didn’t appreciate it at all. I wanted to be short. I hated being the tall drink of water that entered a room.
Then around 8th grade my boobs started developing. I remember being in the locker room and watching girls stuff tissue into their bras and all I could think was “why the fuck are you doing that?” Cause I was over here trying to smash mine into a 2 sizes too small bra, then a sports bra, and then the biggest t-shirt or sweatshirt I could find. I even tried duct taping them to my body once. Yes no joke … But feel free to laugh because it hurt like hell taking it off. Not the brightest moment of my teenage years.
I look at pictures of me now from when I was in high school and think to myself…wow you dumb girl…why didn’t you love yourself more…you had the body of a Victoria Secret’s model for fucks sake!
Ok I might be exaggerating a bit but just saying. But as the years went on I was just never satisfied with the way my body was. And now when I see pictures of myself from previous years I think…how come I didn’t think I was skinny enough or pretty enough?How come the majority of women are never satisfied with what they look like?
I guess what I am trying to say is this…enjoy who you are…love yourself today…tomorrow you will be older…next year you might have gained a few pounds…have more gray hair…more laugh lines. Especially you young teenage girls that I see on social media everyday complaining about how ugly and fat you are. SHUT THE FUCK UP and love yourself because you will never be that age, in that moment, ever again.
I have more confidence now in my 40’s than I did in my teens and as ridiculous as that may sound…it’s true! I no longer try to smash my boobs down and actually these days won’t buy a shirt that isn’t a v-neck. I go to the gym not because I feel fat but because I want to feel healthier and have more energy. Ok yeah, and I like to
rock my jeans feel better in my clothing. I’d also like to take some boudoir pictures while my body still has elasticity to it. I encourage every woman to take some. Put them in a keepsake box, make a calendar for your husband …hell do some hot pictures WITH your husband or boyfriend! *By the way I am a photographer and would love to do a session of a couple…just putting that out there **grins**
So ladies I say embrace the age you are and I believe there is beauty in every age and like I said before, if you are lucky enough to make it to old age embrace it because not everyone is lucky enough to get the chance.