As I approach 40 I have noticed...

on September 10, 2009 7:21 PM | Permalink

That I'm about to progress into a whole new demographic in the "What Suits You?" in the beauty section of women's magazines.
34 sounds young, 27 positively childish.
Tie-dye, stone-washed skinny jeans, day-glo and "bodysuits" (complete with those pube-snagging crotch-poppers) have all come fashion full circle and this time I can't bring myself to wear any of them.
The bags under my eyes concertina overnight, and stay that way for a good hour after I've gotten out of bed.
Fashion can suit me, if I pick the right fashion.
I'd rather watch Country Calendar with a glass of wine on a Saturday night than do almost anything else.
I inspect my hairline for greys every morning
Random, spirally bristles keep appearing under my chin instead of pimples.
I only check out men in their late 30's and 40's; anyone younger feels kind of creepy.
Weekends are prioritised for gardening and sleeping in.
That I'm older than some, younger than others.
That there are old 25 year olds and young 65 year olds.
When it comes to makeup, it should be all about accentuating the positive, not obliterating the whole.
That getting on with people is all about give and take.
That I have really only one regret in life. I saw him in the high street of Whangarei a couple of weeks ago and felt sick to my stomach with old fear.
How very lucky I am to have all the things I have.