I mean, come on.
So I've stayed in touch with my younger self, partly because of my kids, partly because of my addiction to People and Us Magazine, Project Runway and Rachel Zoe (LOVE her) but mostly because youth is interesting. There's nothing quite as lovely as a 20 year old girl in a pretty dress, nothing quite as touching as a high school senior boy in his tuxedo for prom - it's the possibilities that being young offers that make youth so fascinating, so appealing, so compelling. The future is a place filled with new experience, choices, and milestones yet to be experienced.
The smooth skin doesn't hurt, either.
|If you live in LA/OC, go see this - and take your daughter.|
But getting back to my eyes. I've pondered the eyelift thing, but to be honest, I'm a little scared - well very scared, actually - because, well, what if I don't like the way I look when its done? We went to a great exhibit called "Beauty/CULTure," and when one of the speakers said just that, it really resonated with me. Because the truth is, you can't undo what's done, and then you're stuck with eyes that you don't recognize, which you may or may not like. Sort of like the mistakes I made when I was growing up - if I could go back and undo them, would I? It's tempting, to say the least....there were some mistakes that were pretty big, pretty life-changing, and certainly unfortunate. But they all led me here, to where I am today, and today is pretty good - so I think I'd have to say no, I wouldn't change a thing. And chances are, I'll never get my eyes done either. I'll just try to avoid having my picture taken.