As I am writing you, it is the first of May and I just turned 50. I remember when I was young and older people were telling they wouldn’t want to go backwards. I think that, in the back of my mind, I never truly believed them. But now that I have arrived, all safe and sound, I can say that I get it.
There is a sense of peace that settles in as we settle into who we are that is impossible not to love.
But here, we talk about beauty. How does it feel to be a mature woman?
I think I like it.
I won’t lie, I am extremely flattered when I am told that I don’t look my age, and I hope this continues. I think it has to do with my skin quality but also the way I dress, the way I laugh, my vibe. I have wrinkles and my hands don’t exactly look the way they used to, but overall, I feel energetic and fresh.
I was told that, as you age, you become transparent. I haven’t felt that yet. Maybe because I’ve never really felt the need to be beautiful for men—I mean, just one man is okay. I want to feel beautiful for my friends and for myself—and yes also, a little bit for the gram! But there again, my audience is women like you, who appreciate beauty at every age.
Vanity never goes away, and I love that part too. I remember seeing very chic old ladies and admiring them, as well as at the same time wondering—what do they do that for? It’s so much work! Now I get it—it’s just for the sake of vanity.
And self-love.
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