I paused to think about the statement, above, when I noticed it today at the end of an email from a beauty company. Considering the source, I assume it’s meant to imply that we’ll still want to be attractive, beautiful, gorgeous, appealing or striking –in the physical sense—when we’re 81. I’d prefer it to mean that we’ll want to feel needed—in the emotional and intellectual—sense.
Clinically speaking, I’m not as physically desirable at 64 as I was at 44, when I was a svelte size 8; had a head of thick, curly hair; toned arms and a glowing complexion, sans wrinkles, lines and crow’s feet. No matter how hard we try, we’re just not going to look 40 when we’re 60. And it’s a pretty safe bet that we won’t look 60 when we’re 80.I do think, though, that I’m more desirable, in other ways, than I was two decades ago. I’m less angry, annoyed and agitated, critical and anxious. (Note to my friends and family: I said “less.”)
When the people I love look at me in twenty years (If I’m here to be looked at), I hope they’ll see passion, humor, caring, generosity, creativity, style, and energy. At the end of the day, those things are far more attractive than a full head of hair and a hot body.