Sunday, September 21, 2008

Thinking about age

Remembering how my grandmother used to sleep in the afternoons when I went to stay with her as a child. When I was 6 years old she was 50. I’m three years older now and I don’t have a nap in the afternoon, if I do go to bed during the day it’s because Rob and I are having a little sieste – as we call it…

All this has come about because AOL France recently started a debate on dressing your age. I was pleased to read that most of the ladies commenting were around my age and we all still treasure our jeans. There was a general agreement that micro skirts and cropped tops at our age were out, but with a bit of adaptation women our age could give the youngsters a run for their money.

My grandmother went to the hairdressers every week on Friday mornings. She wouldn’t have dreamt of colouring her hair (perhaps a lavender rinse). Isn’t it wonderful that we aren’t expected to follow rigid rules and regulations any more?


alan said...

With your smile and your heart, you can give anyone a run for their money!

Lucky Rob!


Donna said...

You would RUN if you saw me in a mini!!hahaha....happy night sweetie!hughugs

Anji said...

Alan: Thanks, I'll tell him - perhaps not!

Donna: I wouldn't try a mini now - they don't make them that big.

Martin Miller-Yianni said...

We all have a sleep in the afternoon here.

All the women young and old dye their hair but mnore often red the older they get. But then this is Bulgaria.

Fashion depends on whether you live in town or country in the village everythign goes int he town only the top fashionwill do but not original all copied counterfeit fashion but looks just as good at a tenth of the price.

Anji said...

Martin: It's interesting to hear how people do things in Bulgaria. French woman are into dying their hair various shades of red/copper/brown and there are still some false blondes but more subtle than in the past. We look around for chaeper versions of the high fashion stuff but counterfiets are definately illegal and we all know it. I remember watching a lorry load of false Levis being burnt on the news - just to remind us!

fineartist said...

I suspect that if we were expected to follow rigid rules an regulations that, still, we wouldn't.

I wear what I want, and I dress for me. I dig comfort, but I'll wear something if it's really flattering even if it feels like shit, once in a while.

xx, Lori