It seems to be human nature in this society obsessed with celebrity and plastic surgery to fret about aging body parts. While I generally feel fabulous and live consciously in my broken body, every once in a while life throws me a curve where I begin to obscess about an aging part. For some time it has been about the sagging chin.
The shock of it came last year when after five decades of wearing glasses I had cataract surgery. I was instantly relieved of my specs and with great clarity could easily see the lines in my face and the gaggle that set in when my chin left. I was really upset until I realized I had two choices: plastic surgery or to get over it! I chose the latter. And yet the fret remained…
|detail, lucy’s bag
©carol larson 2011
This image is a detail of a new purse which features fabric from a handwoven & faggoted linen table runner made by my great aunt Lucy. She would spin in her grave to know I dyed it chartreuse and painted it purple! Get over it…
Cathy Kleeman says
I have a book recommendation for you: Nora Ephron's "I Feel Bad About My Neck..and other thoughts on being a woman." It's the facts of life for the 60+ woman. But she will make you laugh as you bemoan the inevitable.