What Then, If We’re Not Beautiful?

Over the last couple of years I’ve noticed things have taken a downward slide in the looks department. Parts of me I just assumed were there for the long haul now look a little….different.

I want to say worse, but that just makes me feel bad. What’s the point in that? Who says these parts that are losing their elasticity a bit and creasing and crinkling where they didn’t before are any better or worse than their younger versions?

I’m finding grey hair, wrinkles, saggy skin, floppy bits and the start of what I think is going to be a beard. I shit you not. And it’s not going to get better from here.

Courtney Cox who is now 52 years of age was shown on a new show with Bear Grylls talking about her regret over the procedures she had to try and combat the signs of ageing. This is a woman who is undoubtedly beautiful and has spent most of her professional life making a very good living off her looks. I felt so pained for her because I’d seen photos over the years and thought “yikes”. She’d just so obviously had a lot of work done and it wasn’t really changing things for the better.

Do you blame her? I don’t. I can’t think of a more brutal industry than the unreal worlds of acting and modelling. When you’ve got it going on you have the world at your feet (if you are at the pointy end of course), then when you don’t you are unceremoniously spat out and sent to pasture. Imagine being under that much pressure to stay youthful that you eventually end up ruining the one thing you always relied on.

Now that she has openly admitted that she regrets the changes she made, I hope a weight has been lifted. She can now just get on with her life without people scrutinising her looks and not letting her grow older like we all do. It’s not like her male Friends co-stars are looking all that fresh these days, they are no longer 20 somethings after all. In fact, they weren’t even 20 somethings when they played 20 somethings. Why can’t women be “silver foxes” like men? Why do we have to stay “pretty” forever? Or at all.

So what then, if we’re not beautiful? The answer to that is, everything else. That’s a lot of stuff. If you worry that someone else will be better looking than you,  there was always someone better looking than you. And worse looking too.

Thank you Courtney. Thank you for putting yourself out there and making it ok to see those little lines creeping in and the saggy morning face that doesn’t disappear after a shower. Thank you for being honest in a tough industry. I know there are thousands of women out there feeling a teeny bit better about themselves, and I’m one of them.

I’m going to try and not waste my time worrying about what will happen anyway. Because when I am 90 and look back on a photo of me today, I’ll think I was hot.

THE END

 

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  1. Donna says:

    So true ..all of it. I’m almost 46 and bits are starting to sag! On the other hand I feel like this is MY TIME. I’m finally (FINALLY) finding out who I am and what I want. It’s a great time ..sagging bits and all. x

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