It has just hit me that I live in cocoon of people who talk about their interests, their travels, their lives, their work, their friends and although we are all of us aging, I cannot recall that we talk about it much as a topic of conversation, we have so much else to talk about. However, during a recent night out, I realized that one can spend a lot of time talking about lost youth and that this for me just serves to make me miserable, so here are my tips for how to grow older the hard way:
1) Lament the lost days of your youth
2) Observe yourself critically in the neon light of a restaurant restroom while telling yourself that 20 years ago that same light made you look great (let me tell you something it didn’t)
3) Wear the same style of clothes you wore at 20 because you want to show the world you haven’t gained weight – (they are out of style and this makes you look desperate)
4) Wear the clothes today’s 20 year olds are wearing, or swap clothes with your daughter – imagine a 50-year-old in the clothes the young woman in the title photo (at la rinascente in Milano) is wearing and you get my point
5) Talk about your wrinkles and how fat you are while out for dinner with friends for the most part of the evening – (it is an immensely boring topic for all concerned)
6) Focus your sense of self-worth on external criteria instead of celebrating how much you have grown as a person (hopefully this last is true)
7) Get a face-lift/lip job – if you are surrounded by women who do this you may not realize how scary women with lifted faces frequently look when they leave their natural habitat, i.e travel to unlifted continents…..
8) Giggle and pout and simper when out with your girlfriends from 20 years ago in an attempt to hang on to a time that is gone
9) Take pleasure in other people’s misfortunes/ make fun of their small dreams the way you might have done when you were a small-minded teenager to make yourself feel superior
10) Obsessively compare the size of your house, car, price of your holidays, education of your children, number of grandchildren with everyone else s to see how well you have done in life
This is not to say that you should burn your bras, let it all hang out, cut your hair in the shape of a helmet with the kitchen shears and just sit in a corner and wait to die, instead see Hip in Milan and celebrate your friends and all that you have learned in life and experienced that makes you who you are today. So my dear friends at Fiesta Friday, ( a party hosted by indomitable Angie over at the Novice gardener, for all of you who do not know) what are your thoughts, do you agree, am I a miserable judgemental old biddy? Do you believe peering in the mirror and gently lifting your cheeks to remind you how your face used to look makes you happier? What do the gents out there have to say about this?
All comments welcome as always, you know you have an opinion on this, I’d love to hear it!