So Jamie Leigh Curtis posed topless on the cover of this month’s AARP. Well, supposedly topless. From the angle of the shot, my guess is she was wearing a tube-top. I emphatically told my hubby that she’d be topless on the inside to make her point that 50 is fine and dandy–and here, dear readers, have a gander at what it looks like. The good, the bad, and the saggy. Of course I was wrong. No nudity-petuty Jamie Leigh. Not that my heart was broken. I can look in the mirror and see what 50 looks like. In fact, here’s a sketch of the female body at “Nifty-50.”
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not one to bemoan my age. It’s only a number. Actually, aside from the hot flashes and a nasty headache once a month, I feel pretty good. I exercise, eat sensible (but not when we’re at a nice restaurant!), don’t drink pop–bah it’s nasty, toned down my wine intake, gave up candy. I never touch fast food. And I don’t take drugs–thus my hot flashes. I believe in prayer and letting God into your heart to bring peace. I certainly falter, and when I do, I have an amazing husband who reminds me I am loved.