These days, you’ll rarely find me waiting on line to get into a bar or a nightclub. Sidelines. The self-check line at the grocery store. Oh yeah, that’s my scene.
Recently, though, the hubs and I were having a little getaway, and so it was that one night, way past my bedtime, I found myself face-to-face with a bouncer at a very dive-y bar.
“ID?” he said as I approached, in that blank I-totally-don’t-give-a-crap-about-your-existence kind of way that all bouncers seem to have uniquely perfected. I laughed, thinking he was joking, and decided to play along.
I shot him back a look that said, OK, I’ll see your, ‘I don’t give a crap’ look and raise you one ‘You’re a real funny guy,’ look. I mean, really, I’m nearly double the age needed to enter any bar so getting carded always makes me feel awkward, unsure if I’m being dissed or if we’re sharing some kind of inside joke.
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I applaud you for being able to accept the aging version of yourself. I wish it wasn't a tough choice to be natural but in reality, with all the pressures of being a woman in 2016, it is tough. That is reality. Sad but true. It's great that you can rise above that. I am still to work out how to.
BTW - all the women in the gallery have got a whole lot more going on than a little bit of Botox (fillers and surgery being more prominent than a bit of 'vitamin b').
Yep I hear ya sister! At some point in time all these people who have had their faces, boobs and vaginas 'fixed' will be 70+ years of age and look quite odd when the rest of their body parts are old!! That is going to look FABULOUS!