Do you resist dressing a certain way because of being younger? In Vogue‘s profile of Anne Hathaway, the actress admits: “I’ve never seen a Kelly bag or a Birkin bag in person … and at my age, it’s about time.” Anne is of course talking about two of the most famous handbag styles from Hermès. (You might remember the Kelly from “Le Divorce” and the Birkin as the bag that “SATC”‘s Samantha used Lucy Liu’s name to get.) These types of handbags are iconic and, naturally, extremely expensive. As Anne tries on both styles in the Hermès store, she says, “I think the Birkin would suit me more. As gorgeous as the Kelly is, I think it’s something that you mature into.”
Have you ever thought of clothes or accessories like this? Imagined certain power pieces that you would buy at certain ages? Or envisioned how you’d dress in your 50s or 60s? [Vogue via People StyleWatch] Keep reading »
When I arrived in Paris at 19 years old to study at the Sorbonne for a year, I also arrived with an enormous zit on my forehead. It was the hugest pimple I’d ever gotten in my life—the cystic kind that hurts deep down and forms an obvious red mountain at the surface. It was only after a few hours of meeting Marianne, my host mother, that she instructed me to come to her bathroom. I cautiously entered her stately boudoir, where she selected a tube from the marble counter neatly littered with at least 100 products and beauty tools.
“I have something for that,” she said, eying my blemish and placing a generous dollop of a thick clay from India or Indonesia or Tunisia on my forehead. “This will make your zit go away in no time,” she told me. Embarrassed, I thanked her and went back to my room. Fifteen minutes later, I headed to the kitchen to see if I could help her and my host brothers set up for dinner. Before she could even hand me a fork, Marianne gave me a sharp stare, approaching me before her sons could see me. “I do not want to see this when I am eating,” she hissed, and instructed me to wash off the clay and pin my hair over my blemish during dinner. Keep reading »
Remember when you were a kid and you couldn’t wait to get older? Whether it was a driver’s license, an ID that let you drink legally, or your own grown-up apartment, being older just seemed so much more glamorous. So mature.
Then at some point all the good parts about aging start to fall to the wayside. Instead of reaching maturity, you find yourself reaching for a box of Feria to cover the gray hair you just discovered. That ID you were once so happy to flash becomes a source of embarrassment as you realize the doorman is giving you the “this bitch is bringing down our cool-factor” face. The worst part—people no longer look surprised when you tell them your age.
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“I’ve told my agent I’m just too old to play the part again.”
–Sarah Jessica Parker stated for the record back in 2006. Today, sources are reporting plans to film a third “Sex and the City” film back-to-back with the second (currently in the works) due to concerns over the characters’ aging. Geriatrics or not, really? A third one? [The Sun] Keep reading »
The always ingenious Copyranter points us to a couple of super-creepy ads from Canadian plastic surgeon Dr. Wayne R. Perron. In the future, you may need a walker, but, don’t worry, your face will be forever freakishly young. After the jump, check out what weirdness is in store for the dudes. Keep reading »
A recent study in the U.K. has shown that women constantly — on average, 252 times a week — worry about their appearance and aging. One hundred women, ages 35 to 69, were asked to carry a clicker over a seven-day period. Each time they had a negative thought or felt anxiety about their appearance they pressed the clicker. The women worried about their appearance, on average, 36 times a day. One participant, an actress who had a facelift 10 years ago, clicked 1,400 times during the week. She admitted that she clicked less when she had on a full face of makeup.
The study’s designers, fitness instructor Irene Estry and psychologist Emma Kenny, intended to determine whether our looks-obsessed culture creates ageism and pressure to remain youthful. It’s rather clear already that our society puts this pressure on women, especially. If we assume that each woman worried about her appearance for one minute each time, that’s four minutes wasted every week. Let’s spend this time doing something more productive than obsessing about our looks! Read our suggestions for how to spend these four extra minutes after the jump. [Impact Lab] Keep reading »