Pearls of wisdom from an octogenarian who’s seen it all…
As a woman whose face has more furrows than a ploughed field, you can probably guess my stance on this subject.
Firstly: At what point did it become sensible to inject your face with food poisoning?
Secondly: Has nobody explained how frigging stupid you look when the only facial expression you can muster is vague surprise.
Thirdly: This doesn’t so much make you look young as desperate
Fourthly: If you stopped pulling the disapproving face that makes your mouth look like a cat’s bum…
And finally: Nobody looks at women over fifty anyway, so have a cake and enjoy life.