YOUNG AT HEART …

And trying not to look foolish in my golden years 😉

December 29^th, 2021 officially bumped me into ‘The Golden Years’ years (65+ … I am now 65).

David Bowie – ‘Golden Years’ song:(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HRD0ghlFSgk)

But though my body is aging, I am young at heart 😊

I am also {big} coming and going – I have boobs and booty; I’m a curvy grammy. And my practically non-existent waist (short torso issue) is feeling the squeeze between the two “coming and going pulls” as menopause just keeps expanding the coming and going points. LOL

I'm 5'1" ... and there is a LOT of woman to me ;-)

Yard work day ...

PJ's; I love oversized men's tees - SO comfortable.

Special event evening.

Garden planting.

Skirts are not my friend.

When I say my boobs sit on my hips ... I'm not exaggerating: I have a very short torso, and large breasts.

A 65-yo 'hourglass' figure ... it is what it is - and I'm okay with that.

I'm perfectly proportioned for an hour-glass shape ... but it's morphed from the ‘girlish’ it was … to the ‘full-figured’ it is, now 😉

I look like a little dumpling, no matter what I wear ...

All of us have a vision of ourselves in our heads, and sometimes we need a reality check 😉 So, this year, I decided to photograph myself in various outfits – and colors (makeup and clothing) – that I like, to see what I really look like: some photographs have been flattering … and some photographs show me what no longer ‘works’, and needs to be ditched/replaced.

Thankfully, I have not had to cull too much.

I want to wear colorful clothing and makeup.

I want to wear what I like – but I do not want to look foolish. It’s a tight-rope walk … and the struggle is real.

I have dieted since the onset of menopause fifteen years ago. I have changed my eating habits – more so since becoming a widow 3¼ years ago (I eat more salads: Bob hated salads. I eat with less on the plate: Bob was a hefty eater, and liked heavy foods meals). I exercise daily; hiking as well as stretching and weight lifting routines. ALL to no real avail. The excess weight is here to stay … and I am getting comfortable with that. It appears to be that the only true way to shed the pounds is to starve myself on a daily basis (aka: water or juice and no solid foods); that doesn’t work for me.

Plus, I’m on the down-side of Life: I want to enjoy it, not stress about it!

There is only me now to care about how I look … and I’m okay with how I look 😉

I don’t think I look too bad for an old hen with a young at heart chic vibe in my heart 😊