There are many things which are said of the ageing process most commonly “age ain’t nothing but a number”. Sadly the number does count as we move along. As much as I’d like to convince myself that I don’t feel a day older than twenty-five everything about my life suggests otherwise. You just have to take a peep inside my bathroom cabinet. I could run my very own little franchise.
Now for many of us the experience will be different from failing eyesight, hair behaving badly and sensitive teeth. I’ve had poor eyesight most of my life so I just continue chugging along. More recently though my teeth have been giving me endless problems and I’ve just put it down to the age factor. On the other hand it may have absolutely nothing to do with age and may just be my laid back attitude in my years of folly coming back to roost. Whatever the reason I would love to go back to the days of ice-cold or piping hot without wondering if my Sensodyne toothpaste has been effective!
Whilst I’m not quite in the twilight years of my life I look forward to embracing each passing year. Here’s to growing older!
Now the subject of hair is one you either get or not. So my journey to take my crowning glory back to its pre-chemical state has come to an end. Since arriving in the UK I’ve felt this urge to keep my hair as natural as possible. I must admit the idea of “letting my hair go” really scared me and I kept the bush up for some time. Sadly I had to come to the conclusion it needed all the help it could get-so I resorted to applying my favourite product.Quite frankly I feel so much better. My husband of course has no idea what I’m on about. I don’t expect him to with his spiky threads! My stylist is the other reason I succumbed because I knew at some point she just wouldn’t manage. I do believe there are some things even a ghd cannot straighten!