Batting my half century out of the park in August with a fabulous party/vow renewal and celebrations which seem to have happily gone on and on and on….my attention has definitely been diverted from ‘How do I look?’ to ‘How do I feel?’ It seems I’m not the only one. Scouring the blogosphere which is exploding with exciting and vital over 50 bloggers and reading features in magazines/newspapers and watching the gorgeous Angela Rippon in How to Stay Young, it’s clear to see that there’s a much needed revolution of us ‘oldies’ in society – in real life and in the media and on our screens. The Grey Army (or Rainbow Warriors I like to think because we are NOT fading into the background) are a force to be reckoned with and according to recent research from Superdrug, 7 in 10 women say they feel more confident now than they did in their twenties, proving that confidence comes with age and attitudes to ageing are-a-changing.
When the sun decided to get its shiny little act together around May this year and flatter us with some much needed rays, my thoughts turned immediately to my feet. Panic stricken at the state of my toenails and in a flummox about where I’d stashed last year’s summery footwear (my dog walking boots had been permanently stuck to my feet since last October), I had a mini melt down. It took copious amounts of coffee and a DIY pedi SOS with the brightest nail polish I could find to calm the situation. Now, all I needed were some decent summery shoes…
A few months ago, I was walking down Chiswick High Road feeling a bit fed up with myself. My workload was pretty heavy and I hadn’t made time to get to any exercise classes. Lack of workouts tend to send me into a downward spiral when it comes to my mood and what I eat. In fact, my diet has been pure pants…No, no, no…I haven’t been surviving on a strict diet of Y-fronts and boxers but ‘pants’ as in ‘rubbish’ i.e., pizza, crisps, chocolate, bread, and more chocolate. Really, there has been no holds barred when it comes to carbs and sugar.
2017 is not a bad time in which to be almost 50 or, in fact 60, 70 and beyond. Not only do we have amazing role models in the public eye like Susan Sarandon and Dame Helen Mirren who give the youngsters a run for their money on the red carpet – even overshadowing them sometimes – with their sheer sass and chutzpah. But the over 40s blogging scene is exploding with fabulous women celebrating their age and giving a two finger salute to anyone who dares tell them they ‘shouldn’t be doing this’…or ‘wearing that’ at ‘your age’….O.M.G. The very thought…excuse me while I take a moment!