What Fifty Used to Look Like. Fifty now is what 25 used to be. I guess it is all relative to how long we live.
One of my new and exciting adventures includes inclusion in a group of women chosen as Gurus for the Fab Over Fifty website. FOF is a place for experienced women to gather and learn how other women in their age bracket are living their lives. I have gotten to feel very at home there. In my roll as a Guru I am asked questions about the Portland area or just about anything that someone needs an answer for and I get to throw my two cents worth of advice in. It is a lot of fun.
I have a membership that I pay for each year. In exchange I get to try the best beauty products and share my opinions about their effectiveness. So far I have received a product for making the eye lashes grow called and a filler by Clientele designed to cover dark circles under the eye and act as a eyeshadow foundation. I loved them both. AND it has been so much fun to actually try those products.
As a result of this experience, I am taking a whole new look at my face and my age. I am actually embracing who I am with a lot more enthusiasm. Why? Because I have found that beauty is not about age...in fact age is not about anything when it comes to our appearance. I have always been what and who I am. Whether I choose to feel good about that has always been my choice. Fab Over Fifty has given me some new experiences that I would not have had if I had not been my age. How cool is that. I am doing what young people are not allowed to do!
I feel fabulous and why not? Get yourself on over to FOF and take a look. It is a very interesting place to be.
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