Twenty seven is a funny age, right?
For those over 30, it’s infantile. For those under 21, it’s positively ancient. It’s the twilight of your early twenties, when you can kind of get away with wearing Doc Martens and not brushing your hair.
And yet, as you begin the slow slide towards 30, it’s also when you start really noticing that drinking wine every night WILL make you fat and your face is starting to look tired most of the time.
Well, apparently I wasn’t the only person noticing my tired face.
For my 27th birthday, one of my best friends gave me Botox.
“I was thinking we could go to the theatre, or I could take you shopping, or go to the day spa or something,” he said, “but I thought it would be more fun to get some Botox instead.”
Flabbergasted as I was, I still couldn’t help but laugh. It was ridiculous, but not entirely out of the realm of insanity I would expect from this particular pal. My friend is a devotee of the old face-freezer, and I have to say, he looks great. We’ve discussed the concept of Botox many, many times – but I have always maintained that wrinkles or not, I would never trade in the authenticity of my own face.
But this was different. I was being given a big, fat, hint: you’re looking OLD. And I am not alone.
In an article from the US, New York plastic surgeon Dr Michael Shapiro has noted a 25% increase in Christmas gifting of Botox.
“It’s usually a gift from a spouse or from a daughter or son to a mother” Dr. Shapiro said.
I can only assume in a world where brands are shouting slogans such as ‘Join us in the battle against aging!’ most people are under the impression that this is what all women want. To look younger.