French women don’t get facelifts and neither will I. Yes, I’m in my mid-50s and some of my “stuff” is starting to sag and bag. Mostly my skin: on my neck, on the backs of my hands, and (Lord, why?) above my knees, particularly my right knee. It sneaked up on me, this march of time and loss of collagen. It’s weird to look at my formerly fine neck — which I hadn’t paid much attention to for most of my life — and see my Mom’s neck instead. The neck that looks absolutely fine on my Mom looks weird on me. I swear when I look in the mirror now that I hear turkeys gobbling somewhere right behind me…Can being mistaken for a Thanksgiving turkey be far behind?
If you have no idea what I’m talking about then (a) you are younger than, say, 50, (b) you’re over 50 and you don’t pay attention to your body parts and how the skin stretches tightly (or not) across and around them, or (c) you have great genetics and have lived somewhere where the sun don’t shine much. If you fall into any of these three categories, you may want to skip on ahead to your next-favorite blogger because I may not be particularly relevant or funny today.
I’m pretty sure I won’t ever get a neck lift or anything that involves a knife, blood (however “minimal” the bloodletting might be) and my body, unless it’s a matter of life and death. And let’s face it, sagging skin, no matter how upsetting, ain’t a matter of life and death…to me. That said, I have a couple of friends who, for various reasons that were very important to them, have had elective surgery to tighten and firm body parts. I don’t judge. More power to my friends if it makes them happier. But that said, I’m a
turkey chicken, and I can’t imagine getting cut and put back together to make myself happier. I hate pain. Big time.
That brings me to my choices in reading material these days. Yes, yes, I’m continuing to expand my mind by reading good-for-me books like Final Catcall: A Magical Cats Mystery. But I’ve also started to read books about aging, or should I say about aging well. One author whom I’ve found helpful in the past is Mireille Guiliano. She wrote a best-selling book called French Women Don’t Get Fat that was published in 2004. I read her book, marinated on it for a few years, then lost over 25 pounds in 2012. See? Books can change lives!
Mireille published a new book called French Women Don’t Get Facelifts: The Secret of Aging with Style & Attitude. Could her timing be any better? It’s like she heard the wild turkeys gobbling ever so faintly behind me and is coming to my rescue! I plan to buy her new book. This Tuesday! When Mireille comes to Montclair, N.J. to talk about aging, which she says is all a matter of attitude. If you live in the area why not join me? When you walk into the room at the Van Vleck House & Gardens just follow the faint sounds of gobbling…they will lead you right to me.
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