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Monday, July 27, 2009
FlashbackI work with a gentleman who occasionally forwards inspirational
PowerPoints. This week the subject line was “All the Girls I’ve Loved Before.” When I saw it on my blackberry,
I thought, “Uh oh. What, on earth, is this going to be? omg.” I opened the PowerPoint when I got to a computer;
it was a slide show of screen sirens of the 40s and 50s with photos of their hey-days and a current photo. His point of sending
it seemed to be a question of good vs. bad plastic surgery in the current photos.
As I went through the show though, I couldn’t help but notice the confidence
these women exuded in their younger years, none of them had particularly stunning features, except for Sophia Loren. They
were just confident and knew they were sexy. (The current photos were just quick snapshots that didn’t give much information
about the women, other than possible plastic surgery mishaps.)
I thought about those pictures all day, vacillating about my own self-image. Sure, I’m
a little older than those women where in their locker room magazine shots but, I still kinda have a youthful look about me…
I couldn’t help think how fast those “sexy” years can go by if you let them. (I can’t remember the
last time my cleavage saw the light of day. Or even a dim nightlight, for that matter.) Jennifer Anniston, Demi Moore, Madonna,
and Helen Mirren, among others, have all fought back and have given the public “sexy” through 40s and into 60s.
Can I just tell you? I want to be an object-of-desire
into my 60s! Yes, I am carrying 10 extra pounds of Fenway Franks and potato chips but that is going to change, dammit. Right
now, I’m saying, “Buh bye, Tummy. So long, Cellulite. Hello, Cleavage, nice to see you again!”
I had a flashback of myself 15lbs ago when
I thought I was overweight and far from appealing. I may have been a little hottie and didn’t even realize! Ugh. Can
you imagine? I could have carpel tunnel in my left wrist right now from the weight of a large diamond and my family off my
back if I had worked that perky little fanny harder!
Carpel tunnel, here I come! (My attention-getting backside days may be gone
but I think they make jeans for that… besides, there’s always catwalk class.)
I signed up for WeightWatchers.com too and managed to stay within my points today.
Well, until I got home from work and took a walk…
A trough of veggie chips can be considered a vegetable, right?
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