|Exhibit A: My normal face. |
Note grey roots,
wrinkles on forehead, under eyes,
around mouth etc.
Well.. I don't want to blow my own trumpet or anything.. but I have the cure. No, really, I do.
Are you listening? Here it is...
First things first - I'll tell what my cure isn't - it's not sensible. It's not something totally normal do to combat wrinkles like.. having botulism toxins injected into my face for an attractive partial paralysis... it's not having a surgeon slice into me.. it's not having my face burned and zapped with lazers, heat waves, gamma waves or any other fancy zap... it's not even a cream, serum, potion, rub, or salve.
No, my solution is radical. totally out there. off the wall.. off the charts.. over the top.
It's simply this. I accept my wrinkles as a natural part of the aging process.. and as such.. NOT INTRINSICALLY EVIL.
I know, right? What the hell am I thinking??!
Well, I'm thinking this.
I'm going to be forty next year, and amazing but true I don't look the way I did when I was seventeen. I have grey hair (saves me on bleach and makes my dye more vibrant, awesome!), and I have wrinkles.
Most of my wrinkles are on my forehead. I've done some strictly controlled scientific research (by which I mean, I pulled faces in the mirror and took photos) and I have worked out that my forehead and other wrinkles have come from three main activities.
|1. Suprise. Usually at something pleasant. ZOMG! THAT CAKE IS HUGE!!!|
|2. Sceptical. "Oh really? The secret of Eternal Youth you Say? Interesting." Usually followed by some sort of sarcastic and/or witty comment from yours truly.|