It’s been a long time since I’ve worn high heels. The aging feet don’t fit the same way they used to. The aging legs feel awkward, not sexy. The aging butt will take more than a little lift to regain its attractive youth.

Yet I wonder? How would widening hips feel crammed into a pencil skirt?

Would a boustier do anything good for sagging breasts?

Jean-Harlow-dressing-table-vintage-lady  Grandmother with her hair in rollers applying lipstick

            And if I applied that careful layer of makeup – the teal and smoky eyes, blushing cheekbones, and bee-stung lips – would it cover my flaws or merely lie like a grotesque mask across my wrinkles?

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So I’ll wrap myself in the silk of self-respect embellished by serenity. Sun on my face and a cat on my lap, unencumbered and barefoot.



About Mollie Hunt

I am the crazy cat lady, animal shelter volunteer, Trekkie, and mystery writer. I live in the rainy Pacific Northwest and will watch any TV show or movie filmed here. Even though I am of a goodly age (sixty-something) I go to Star Trek conventions in costume and am not afraid to be by myself. I enjoy my life in the cat lane. Words to live by: Spay and neuter; Live long and prosper; Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.
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