I Needed to See These Beauty Icons of the 70s and 80s Who Didn’t Mess With Their Faces
My brain needed a reset. Does yours?
I am sorry to say, but I blame this on one image of one actress that completely set me off. I was scrolling through Instagram in June when my eyeballs landed on a photo of the three remaining members of the And Just Like That/Sex and the City crew, linking arms on the roof of a building in Brooklyn. The rest of the photo faded into the grey skyline of New York City in the distance, but holy shit on a stick–what the hell, Charlotte?
Before you think I am going to rip another woman for her divergent choices in facial rejuvenation, I will inform you that this is not that kind of party. I am not going to be some kind of Plastic Surgery Karen who thinks they have the right to say one thing about what it takes to be an actress of a certain age today. I am only going to say that this photo made me as mad as a hornet.
It’s no one’s fault, but it’s everyone’s fault. I know this because even I went through a crisis when I turned 45 and suddenly couldn’t bear to look at my skinny turkey neck on one more FaceTime call. After the neck, I started seeing the bubble nose that recalled my ex-boxer grandfather, the “elevens” between my eyebrows that made me look permanently ripshit, and the uneven lip line…
