My Mirror Must Be Wrong. l See Wrinkles

While rushing (ha ha! , me? rush?), well hurrying as best l could, l put my lipstick on ,the last thing before leaving the house, only to notice in the mirror..... What!!!. My first WRINKLES!

SHOCK ! HORROR! l almost didn´t go out.!. Goodness me , l thought. How long have they been there? Were they there when l was together with all the family last weekend .?

Is it normal for wrinkles to appear overnight?

Had l better phone a friend?.

The honking of the car horn outside spurred me into hurrying out of the door (forgetting my keys).

My friend had arrived, but thee was a middle-aged man in the back seat, whom l did not recognise, so l kept my dark, ghastly, scary thoughts of wrinkles to myself.

Laughter lines at the corners of my eyes l am used to., but my step-mother who is very sparing with any compliments, and always looks immaculate, herself., had looked at me with great surprise only six months ago and exclaimed......¨¨But you haven´t got a wrinkle! Not one, darling..¨. You look amazing! How old are you now?¨¨ (Not as old as you and you´re still wearing stilettos)

l simply thanked her, didn´t think any more of it and continued using my middle--slightly expensive skin cream that l had been using for years.

All the anti-wrinkle and anti-aging creams on the market just confused me so l ignored hem.

l had always assumed that one day when l am 70 something years old, l would automatically gain a few wrinkles.. l was rather expecting them to appear lightly, one at a time..

The shock of what l saw in the mirror today, made me feel l hadn´t looked into a mirror for years.!. Not only were there wrinkles to be seen but guess where they were?

On my CHEEKS! Vertical lines, right next to my dimples... Dimples! l have no business having dimples in my cheeks at my age, but there they still were from childhood, making me feel like a hamster whenever l smile.

Nothing to smile about now. Four verticle lines on each cheek.! What could l do?

VANITY, PRIDE and WRINKLES.

The , not too many grey hairs have been covered from day one, with hair dye. So easy these days, to pick up a box at the supermarket and do it yourself. (I have to admit that it is a major operation to clean the bathroom after one of my hair dying sessions. l honesty don´t understand how l get the stuff up so high on one wall, all over the mirror and the door.!)

But at least it works. No grey.! Not until my hair is grey all over. l don´t like these stray grey hairs popping up amongst the auburn.

Same with eyebrows, just pluck them to a sensible shape and use a little eye-brow pencil, having made sure any grey ones have been plucked out.!

  This makes me sound like a very fussy,  vain,  older woman who is not accepting the fact that she IS older now.

I don´t see myself that way, after all I´m an aging hippy looking forward to the time when my totally grey hair can be plaited, just like Willie Nelson.. I wear what i like NOT what´s in fashion. Keeping up with each new seasons, fashion, colour, height of heels etc., has not bothered me for years.

BUT  WRINKLES!!!!  Did l think l was immune?   Could l blame my shock on the recent compliment from my step-mother, ,¨¨but you don´t have a wrinkle , Dim?¨¨

Assuming my everyday cream must have kept the wrinkles at bay,Had l been mistaken all these years???.l ´ve ignored all the new products coming out and at me , happy with my face-cream of years. l mean it had become a friend.!... Should l now rush out and start buying all these lotions l´ve been ignoring?

          OH!   What a dilemma..

When my husband and l are home that evening.(thankfully he was home first, since l had no keys)  l tell him my tragic news.....

He says..¨What wrinkles? Where?¨¨

¨¨Right next to my dimples¨ l reply, close to tears.

¨They ARE your dimples, you idiot!. It´s glasses you need not anti-aging creams.¨¨

Oh! No wonder l love that man !!!