Several years ago I was asked to write an editorial responding to the question “How do you feel attractive as you age?” It was an interesting question as I wasn’t quite “there” yet in terms of seeing myself as aging. And while I am intimately acquainted with my hair stylist and I like a new outfit as much as anyone else, I am pretty busy and preoccupied with other pursuits that don’t leave much time or interest for the relentless pursuit of beauty and youth.
However, a number of recent conversations have had me thinking about how important it is
to still value our appearance and recognize our own outward attractiveness and worth even as we age. Women over forty are almost invisible in the
popular culture. The ones we see most often have had collagen injections, botox or cosmetic surgeries in order to hide the normal process of aging.
I am pretty comfortable with getting older (because, really, what is the alternative?!) However, I seem to offend some of my
peers and even my mother when I refer to myself as “mid life” although I see no
shame in it. In my 47th year,
I do see myself as “in the middle” of my
life.. that is if all goes very well and
I live in to my nineties. I can fully appreciate though, this resistance
to aging. If aging means disappearing
from view and no longer being valued for your contributions to society. This
week I saw a new anti-aging cream directly marketed “to women over 20”. Seriously.
So in protest to the anti-aging industry and in support of beautiful mid life and older women everywhere.. I offer you this article, edited slightly
from the original published by the Dove Self-Esteem Fund in 2009 and no longer available.
Finding Beauty in the
Imperfections
My house is over a century old and despite some labor-intensive face-lifts, it is showing its age.
There are cracks on the living room ceiling and it is almost impossible to nail
something on the wall without creating a 4-inch gaping hole revealing horsehair
and crumbling plaster inside. This house constantly needs care and maintenance
– everything from new plumbing to new wires – but it is, without a doubt,
beautiful.
Like my charming house,
I believe it is the imperfect but natural beauty that makes a person unique and
interesting. Many women only become of aware of their own true beauty with age.
Friends often tell me that they finally began to feel attractive only in their
30s or 40s. Do we feel more beautiful as we age because our definition of
beauty changes? Or are we finally more comfortable with our own imperfections?
I think it’s a little of both.
Of course that doesn’t
mean mid-life and older women don’t have appearance pressures of our own! We
are expected to be thin and work at weight loss into our later years despite
our body’s natural tendency to gain weight in order to protect our bones after
menopause; we are expected to maintain shiny white teeth despite decades of
dinner dates over red wine and hundreds of Sunday brunches with coffee; and we
are expected to color, cover, and contour ourselves into eternal youth despite
the completely normal and unglamorous process of aging.
my sister Lynn Crowder - this is what beauty looks like |
In my work and in my
life in general, I am surrounded by many pretty girls. Often, these girls are
catwalk-thin with wrinkle-free skin, wearing the latest body-conscious fashions.
They have shiny highlights, chemically whitened teeth, faux tans, carefully
straightened hair and are waxed free of body hair in places that my generation
never thought about. These girls are growing up in a generation of beauty pressures
and prescribed solutions that surpass anything I experienced at their age. And
unlike my bra-burning role models, many of today’s young women don’t seem
interested in resisting these pressures.
As a mid-life woman, I
could easily feel threatened by them but most of these gorgeous girls simply
have no idea of the beauty they possess. Despite their tremendous efforts to
achieve this youth-fueled perfection, I can see that they still often feel
unloved or unworthy. They are frightened of weight gain, they believe they are
unattractive, they focus on imperceptible details of their appearance. I have
known girls who spent an entire year obsessed about the shape of their
cheekbones, or tormented by how their pants clung the wrong way to their hips.
The carefree beauty of youth is lost on them as they struggle against low
self-esteem and the culturally-driven illusion that appearance is everything.
One of my favorite pictures of myself was taken on a
beach when my hair was windblown and I wasn’t wearing any make-up. I was
completely unaware of the camera and was smiling up at the kite I was flying
with my daughter. In one fleeting moment the photographer captured my sense of
joy, relaxation and concentration. It was real.
I look beautiful because I am completely engaged with life. Now, when I feel stressed or am lacking
confidence, I shut my eyes for a moment and try to remember the kite-flying
feeling. This makes me feel instantly capable no matter what I look like that
day.
How do I plan to hold on to this confidence as I move
into my 50s and 60s? My body and my face are like my beautiful old house. Time
will continue to slowly reveal the flaws and I will require upkeep and
maintenance to stay healthy and vibrant. Maintaining good nutrition, getting enough sleep and staying
active while respecting my body’s decreasing abilities is a practical
start. But it is the laughter, the
creativity, and the optimistic quality of my life that will determine my real beauty as I age.