My daughter, Valerie, is in a phase right now where she likes to get right in my face and point out all my physical flaws. My gray hairs, my wrinkles, my pimples, my stray chin hairs. (Yes, I get those. Scary!) It’s very humbling to be critiqued so closely. But I’m using it as a teachable moment to explain how rude it is to do that to someone, to explain that Mommy doesn’t really like having gray hair, but that’s just a natural part of aging. (And when Mommy can’t take it anymore, she goes to see Dan at Pendlebury and gets rid of them all.)
Blah, blah, blah. I’m not that happy about aging or my appearance lately. So what better way to cure that feeling than to post a photo of yourself first thing in the morning without any makeup, right?