There was a time (a week or two ago) when I had little patience for the whole anti-aging industry. I reveled the irony of the same women who are so proud of their bra-burning days are now visiting their pricey 'colorist' every six weeks to cover their gray and getting face lifts and breast implants—fueling a billion-dollar beauty industry as they battle against the creep of years. Talk about a defense budget.
"Women should grow old gracefully," I would say. "Wrinkles are a sign of hard-won wisdom and a life of trials overcome and joys embraced. They should be proud of their battle scars." Anti-aging creams and serums? Pah! Age-defying cosmetics? Overblown. Skin peeling, collagen injections, eyeliner tattoos? Puh-lease!
