There is a lot of information in books, magazines, blogs, online and on TV, on how to look more youthful and improve your sense of style. I have noticed that overall, they seem to cut off at 50.
Thinning hair and hair loss can be a devastating problem as we move on in years. I was reminded of this earlier today when talking to a lady at the station.
“Your hair looks lovely,” I said. The reply was, “Oh, it’s dreadful; it’s so thin now.” She then regaled me with her morning routine which sounded exhausting – but her hair did look nice.
My skin is so dry, it’s embarrassing. I go to have my legs waxed, and the Italian beautician practically has a nervous breakdown over the state of my legs – and my feet!
As we grow older, we seem to require less sleep, although it doesn’t always feel that way, especially when the alarm goes off! But in fact, this is not strictly true. If we once needed eight hours sleep a night, we still need the same amount of sleep as we age.
We all acquire lumps and bumps and wobbly bits as we become women of a certain age.
By the time we are 50, we start feeling and seeing the effects of gravity and the loss of elasticity in our skin. Even thin people lose this elasticity. Pull the skin on the back of your hand; it no longer bounces back into shape – and it happens all over your body.
We always need good nutrition, no matter our age! But as you age, your diet begins to be of greater importance – in your lifestyle, your moods, how you handle menopause and post-menopause – and for remaining as youthful as possible for as long as possible.
The other day I found a variety of material on the topic of the magic of aging. It was one of those days when I was feeling particularly un-magical.
Having fallen up the stairs the previous night, I was licking my wounds. Anyway, it got me thinking and it’s true; there are so many aspects of aging that are truly magical.
If you’re anything like me, fashion has been unkind to your feet over the years.
From pointed-toe stilettoes, to the towering heels and platforms of the seventies. Or the little ankle boots and high heel sneakers of the 80s. Who can forget the incredibly thick heels of the 90s moving back to the towering heels and platforms!
Deciding what to take with me when I travel has always been a challenge; so much so that I have even created my own detailed packing list. Unfortunately, it doesn’t do much good because I seem to travel to so many different places with so many different climates.
Many years ago, when I turned 50, I came to the realization that there are two distinct approaches to the aging process. In fact, they were so obvious and so disparate, that I chose to call my company Aging Disgracefully.