It comes as a surprise to nobody that I am not a spring chicken; Dwight D. Eisenhower was President of the United States when I was born… so it also won’t surprise you to hear that I have a few… marks of experience and character about my person. And frankly, it doesn’t bother me a bit. I’m not going to dye my hair, nor shoot dubious chemicals into my face in order to try to look younger. After everything I’ve done in my life, I look pretty fabulous! (your preferences may vary – do you own thing!)
I’m coming around, more and more, to feeling that way about inanimate objects too – particularly scarves and jewelry. Small spots on silk, or tiny scratches on metal, don’t bother me much – most people around me can’t even SEE the flaws… and frankly, I often find that I can purchase a really gorgeous vintage item for less than half the price of a similar item purchased at retail.
Best of all – someone ELSE had to endure that first scratch or spot! Let THEM eat the depreciation…
This year, for the holidays, I gifted myself with this lovely gem: