Yikes! Wrinkles? Age Spots? Oh My!

Yikes! As I grow my wisdom and it starts to grow on my face, I am shocked by the sight of it.

The first place is in public restrooms. The lighting is terrible. If I dare look up while washing my hands I see an older woman with pale skin and shadows under her eyes. Certainly, that’s not the truth. I apply lipstick, and hope the little bit of color will add some youth to my face when I return to the more forgiving light of the restaurant.

If I gonna age, let it be in natural light and in the company of those who laugh a lot.

If I am gonna age, let it be in natural light and in the company of those who laugh a lot.

Another place my wisdom is put under interrogation is in my mother’s bathroom. The mirror is lit with a series of eight bulbs lining the top of the cabinet over the sink. What was she thinking when she installed that thing? It is light enough to show off every laugh line, sun spot, and pore. It is unforgiving. It screams, you’re getting old, lady.

The last place is perhaps the biggest zing to the self–the reflection in the smartphone. If I’m hunched over, gravity having its way with my jowls, I ain’t looking pretty. I’ve been in the middle of scrolling the latest posts on Facebook about Beth’s marathon or April’s bike ride–yes, my friends are in better shape than me–when the light from the window catches my focused scowl. I see the beginnings of the pruned face I am destined to inherit from my maternal grandmother. I am reminded how, without my permission, it will evolve and deepen each year.

So, what can I conclude here? That perhaps I shouldn’t look too long, and worry, is that really me? And that my beauty isn’t in the beholder but in the proper wattage of the light bulb.

Inspired by the letter Y in the A-to-Z Challenge. If you haven’t yet, click on the link and check out what other writers are writing for their Y and Z posts.

11 thoughts on “Yikes! Wrinkles? Age Spots? Oh My!

  1. Haha! Yeah, the iPhone captures me at my worst. My BFF has a Galaxy phone, which gives a slight blur and glow to every photo, and I’m like, I do not like Galaxy phones, but I cannot deny, I am much prettier there 😉 Nothin like that FaceTime with the under chin placement!
    My guest bath has lovely lighting. Everyone looks better in there. I often admire my skin in the guest bath, which helps make up for the mirrors elsewhere in the house, with the natural light!
    All I can say is that my face is a work in progress, and I’m not gonna mess with it, wrinkles and sun spots be damned 🙂


    • Good to know–that some phones give off better reflections than others. This could potentially play a role in my next purchase. I am envious about the guest bath option, not just because of the lighting fixtures–it is a bath for guests, something I don’t have here.


      • OH! Well, I say that, but it ‘s the main bath, guests use it, but so do we. The other one is private.
        I know it sounds odd, but I actually prefer having the one main big bath. It forces the kids to keep it clean, whereas at our last house, I almost never went in there, and it was a wreck 99% of the time. Same when just Bubba and Sissy shared. Not a fan of kids’ baths. lol

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  2. Amen, sister! I’m always a little surprised to see my mom looking back at me in reflection sometimes. Not altogether a bad thing, but a little of a disconnect in my mind’s eye. LOL.

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    • I know what you mean about the mom face. About a year ago, I ran into a woman who used to work with my mom. We hadn’t seen each other since I was in college. When I called her name, it took her a minute to recognize me, and later said, I can’t believe how much you look like your mom. It got me to think how I am now the same age my mom was when they worked together. And I have my mom’s jawline and wrinkles and I am maturing a lot like her. Thanks for reading.


    • Happy Monday, Maggie Mays Gifts … I hope you enjoyed your weekend and the first days of May. Thanks for reading and sharing the tip about the reflection in the car window. When I shut the door to my van, I will be sure to look away. Cheers!


  3. Omg, I just wrote a post on how Infeel about being 49 and aging. Loved your post. I am so glad that I am not alone in this journey of aging. It’s tough when your brain Thursday is its of a certain age but the mirror says something else. Great post.


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