When I was younger, I thought women my age were positively ANCIENT! Then again, those were the times of really crappy fashion- mom jeans, Reebok tennis shoes and long board shorts for girls. Frosted hair and frosted blue eye shadow would age even Cheryl Tiegs. Stacy and Clinton weren't around back then to help the masses. (Side note: Stacy London is 45 and GORGEOUS. There will be a pic later) (Another side note: I typed "40 year old moms in the 1980's" to get some images and got a shit ton of PORN sites. Yikes. Should I look to see if there is belly fat? Hot flashes?) Here are some examples (oops - not of the porn people but of 80's moms! lol):
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| One of these creatures is Paris Hilton! |
Oops.
NOT that I dress like a 20 year old. I have, however been known to wear shorter shorts. But it's not because I'm trying to look 'hot' or 'sexy'. I can't help it that I have long legs, Under Armour has a ton of 3" shorts or that *right now*I have decent thighs (which I have to use to balance out the rest of me!!)
During my day job, I'm the quintessential basketball mom. No cleavage, no legs. (Hard to do, btw) Usually toting around a handy cardigan!
But, I've been thinking lately and have to say that the terms 'hot' and 'sexy' can age with you ... hear me out.
I think Stacy London (aforementioned) is hot and sexy and gorgeous and attractive and sensual at 45. Here is the picture I chose to represent that:
I believe that all of those adjectives become about a woman's confidence and sense of self. I feel sad when I see stores and stores and stores of skimpy clothes for our (your) daughters. A girl should be taught that the brain is sexy.
I'm working on this now. I knew it and owned it before but fell into a relapse when I gained weight.
When I was recently asked to put on something 'sexy', I had to be creative and play to ME. What was it that I owned that made ME feel sexy? I certainly wasn't a daily fan of sexy...But, IT ended up being something I hadn't worn in ages and definitely fit me different than it did before. However, it hid what I needed it to hide and helped what was there to help! And (even though we tell ourselves that we don't need to look good to be good....) it made me feel great.
I try always to be honest...with a little buffering. Last night I felt so content with how I looked, I took this:
Well, I guess the computer wants you to see for yourself!





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