Thursday, February 19, 2009

Grown Up

As I was looking at myself in the mirror this morning deciding what part of the makeup routine I could skip in lue of time, I start to think....
Last week I spoke to a group of 50 girls ages 12-13. I had been asked to talk on makeup and fashion appropriate for that age group. The details of that are a whole entry in and of themselves. However, one of my points was that at their age they don't need a lot of makeup to look beautiful. They have a natural, youthful beauty already. I then compared their looks to those of their mothers and women older than them. I pointed out that those of us older than them have had babies, don't get enough sleep at night, and have the aging process all working against us. We need makeup to make us look younger. My point in doing this was to add a bit of humor and to help them realize they are young and naturally pretty.
So back to my own face... as I used my white concealer to diminish the dark semi-circles under my eyes, and my green concealer to diminish the red dot from a previous blemish. I thought of the comment my dermatologist made to me when I was in at my last appointment. I told him how even the smallest of cuts or scratches on any part of my body seem to take months to disappear. They stay red for a long time. His reply, "you are getting older and the body takes longer to heal". Then when discussing my weight with my "women's" Doctor I was again reminded that I was getting older and the body does not work like it used too.
Which lead to another point to ponder. When did I get old enough to have or need a family doctor, Dermatologist, "women's" Doctor, eye doctor, Dentist, ENT specialist, Gastroenterologist, Podiatrist, Periodontist, Orthodontist, or Psychologist? All of which I have a business card for,and have used for myself or some member of my family.
So I am now to that point in life where I NEED makeup, I use Listerine, I am concerned about little ones mouths, bottoms, growth cycle, etc... My daughter tells me that my under ware is HUGE! and hers is little. I HAVE to work out, not just because it feels good. I MUST put Neosporin on even the smallest scratch if I want it to go away with in 2 months.
And with that, I apply the last coat of mascara and walk out the door to start yet another day of being a "Grown Up". At least I get to decide my own bed time. Right?

4 comments:

SHAKS Watts said...

Oh, so very true! If Slade read blogs his reply would be,(and one that he always gives me when I talk about wrinkles etc.) "You'll appreciate this skin (or weight or hair color or length of bruising) compared to 10 years from now. Embrace the NOW." I get tired of hearing it (it is echoing in my ears even as I write it), but ulitmately I know he is so right.

Embrace adulthood AND your own bedtime. Shoot one day we'll be taking naps after lunch and in bed by 8. (Oh wait, is that NOW?!)

Melissa said...

LOL! I feel the same way. I was just talking to Angela the other day about getting old as we were shopping for wrinkle and full body firming cream that gets rid of cellulite. I feel as if I'm in the dying stage of life. My body is just slowly dying which I guess is true. Even though its a part of life IT REALLY SUCKS!

Michelle said...

LOL! Amen to everyone's comments. And like my dad says,...there's only one way not to get old! I'll take it!

Naticia said...

I hear you on this one. It's always so fun to go makeup shopping now with my youngest sister and hear her say things like "I've never really worn foundation" to the makeup counter salesperson. All I can think is "yae just give it another 5 years and you'll have a cabinet full". Funny how I look old but I still some days wake up wondering when I'll start to actually feel like a grown up and feel like I've actually figured life out. 40? 60? Never?