A diet of lemon water and rice cakes holds the promise of svelte limbs and a flat stomach. Faux curls and a touch of rouge only add to the fleeting illusion of youth.

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A diet of lemon water and rice cakes holds the promise of svelte limbs and a flat stomach. Faux curls and a touch of rouge only add to the fleeting illusion of youth.
Such a good reminder. What is perfection after all. To me it may be different than to someone else. We just need to be who we are.
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Beautiful, Tara, both the photo and your words.
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Ah, so true, illusion it is – thankfully some of us realize it and have accepted the truth while others foolishly continue to chase the mirage 😀 Great writing as always Tara and am sure we will meet again – tc and all the best 🙂
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I’m so glad I’ve aged beyond that vision of perfection. You’re right, gray is so the new blond. 😉
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I’m not a fan of fake in women. I have always prefered the real thing.
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I stopped coloring my hair ages ago. Grey is the new blonde.
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Stunning photo, and poignant word choices. Well done.
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I can tell how beyond this problem I am by the vision of me in faux curls and rouge (*screams inwardly*) and the knowledge that lemon water and rice cakes will give me the runs and, if anything, flapping folds over aching limbs and an inevitably protruding tummy. So I’m basically in hysterics over here. And I guess I’m okay with my self image. too.
Love your writing, Tara. And that photograph is absolutely stunning.
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So poignant! Being of a certain age, we/me/people can get sucked into the whole chasing thing.
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I always promised myself that I would age gracefully. I don’t always keep that promise, but I try. We need to be gentle with ourselves.
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Lovely, and such a sad commentary.
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gorgeous word choices
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