I was likely the oldest woman in attendance, but I didn't think about that or "feel" older than the 40-something women. In fact, I felt without-a-specific-age, and comfortable in my skin.
|Partial group photo courtesy of the fabulous Sheila.|
From left, Pao, Melanie, Sylvia, me, Greetje, Sheila.
We didn't fuss a lot about figure-flattery, although we had a blast while trying on clothes. All the women at the recent meetup know the figure-enhancing techniques, but we don't always make much ado of them. Because we wear what we love, not necessarily what's recommended for an apple or orange or papaya shape.
I have a smallish waist, and often surrender it to looser fitting clothes. I enjoy loose fitting clothes. I have features that I don't mind showing off - like my pale fuzzy hair and nice decollete, but I don't always show my body shape. Here's photo evidence; I'm wearing an over-sized zebra sweater created by Suzanne (similar), and drawstring Eileen Fisher linen trousers (similar):
|And my red Kate Spade purse (sim), thrifted for $30 in NYC. (Allow me a small smug here)|
Some of my features I'd rather keep to myself, or have magically (not surgically) altered. These include: age spots on my hands (bring back gloves!), droopy upper thighs and a flat-ish butt. I don't race around naked but nearly everyone sees my hands and my clothed ass. And it's all OK, it's part of the package that is me.
I believe we can flaunt our so called "flaws," or cover them and learn to accept them, but there's no joy in hating them. Love that one you're always with. xox
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