My face is falling. Yes, it's part of the aging process. Yes, it's made worse by running. Yes, it's genetics. Yes, I don't drink enough water. And yes, I must have some vanity because I think about it. Would I if I didn't live in a youth obsessed, beauty obsessed city? I dunno. Perhaps I should say my face is melting and chalk it up to Global Warming.....
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yikes, I didn't know running made your face sag, but now that I think about it, it makes sense...all that up and down motion you do, including your face....good think I like spinning then! hahaha! As I'm hitting that "certain age" I think about those things too, so I understand where you're coming from. I saw "Margot at the Wedding" last weekend, and Jennifer Jason Leigh makes a comment about how she and Nicole Kidman are "getting to that age where they're invisible to men. And if a lot of your idea of yourself is wrapped up in being fuckable, where does that leave you?" Or something along those lines. Women don't get better or stay the same with age, and it can be a scary transition for a woman to go through, as women in particular are subject to the whole youth/beauty ideal. Ah, to live in Europe, where women do age well, or at least much better, than they do here.
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