In an interview with U.S. Harper's Bazaar (June/July 2013), original 90's "super model" Christy Turlington discusses, among various subjects, her decision to age naturally (and gracefully). At age 44, she claims to have had no work done and routinely accepts to be photographed with little make-up and no photoshopping.
I find Turlington's decision brave. While aging is not easy for anybody, I would surmise that it must be particularly difficult for someone like Turlington who has spent the better part of her life banking on her youth and beauty for a living. This is what she had to say about it:
"I don't know, I feel like it's getting freakier. Maybe there will be a time when you're an oddball because you're the only one left. I'd rather be the only one, the sole survivor." (p. 217)
The decision to undergo medical interventions to roll back the march of time is a highly personal one for women (and increasingly men). I try hard not to judge but I agree with Turlington that in many instances, it does start to get awfully freaky. Most disconcerting to me is when you're seated across from someone who has had so much Botox that the only reliable social cue to their state of mind (happy, sad, angry) is vocal intonation. Also, is it me or are women of a certain age all starting to look alike?
I don't know what the answer is but I've often wondered to myself if one day, we would all eventually succumb to some form of anti-aging procedure or another by sheer power of peer pressure. It all feels a little too much like Logan's Run to me. Should we start searching for Sanctuary?
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