Monday

vanity

Lately, I've grown more vain about aging. I pay much attention to the backs of my hands, the skin around my eyes and mouth. I spent $16.50 for a small tube of anti-aging hand cream. Mmm hmmm. Right. Anti-aging. But I spent it and I'm glad for it. It feels great and isn't overly perfumed. And if it is anti-aging, better for me. I don't want to wear gloves like Diane Keaton or Cicely Tyson. Now, if I can only figure out how to keep my neck from looking like dead chicken skin...

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