Yes, this post is going to be about me. Sorry. But, can I just take a few sentences to complain? In a previous Beauty Buzz post, I wrote about the wrinkles under my eyes. Let’s just get it out of the way and call them “crows feet.” Ever since that moment I can’t stop looking at myself in the mirror!
Am I the only one who does this?
I really need to come to terms with the fact that this is all part of the aging process. I just need to deal with it. Orrrrrr…I can be like that small percentage that runs to the plastic surgeon’s office at the mere sight of an “imperfection.” OK, that’s not me. I won’t do that. But, man! I can see why people decide to “go there.” It really does weigh on your mind after you’ve discovered a wrinkle on your face, doesn’t it?
Stupid “crows feet” making me dwell on my stupid looks. It really bugs me! I know what you’re saying…”just forget about it.” I’m seriously trying. But it doesn’t help that they’re called “crows feet.” It should be called something like “angels wings.”
Hmmmm…angels wings it is!
I’m going to go stand in front of the mirror and admire my angels wings now.