Aging Looks a Lot Like Living
Your Face Tells a Story.
I get asked all the time why I haven’t “done anything” yet. I don’t get Botox and I don’t get fillers. I tried botox twice. The first time, I had an eye droop. The other time, I was stuck with one awfully pointy eyebrow. I got the message loud and clear… step away from the experiment. I do Sofwave laser treatments, but nothing invasive. I just stick to a ton of water, clean-ish living, good skincare, and clean makeup.
The truth is, I look at photos of myself way more than the average 68-year-old. It’s part of my job these days. With my amazing team, we’ve worked on good lighting and better angles, but I’ve still tossed plenty of photos in the trash. Besides that, I’m a great editor and can spot a good shot.
However, there are days I think I actually look pretty good as me, and there are the days when I think ‘What happened to the texture of my skin?’ On those days I stop obsessing and stop staring in the mirror. I put on my oil stick or a dusty rose MB and suddenly I start looking and feeling better.
And no, that doesn’t mean I think I look better than the person next to me. I see it too. But I also see a full life I’ve lived. My smile lines come from years of laughing with my family and kids. My dark circles are probably from staying up too late building not one, but two beauty brands. My sun spots, though I’m much better at wearing sunscreen now, are from summers filled with fun and joy. And my occasional back pain? That’s from holding my boys and now my beautiful grandkids. (Note to self: more yoga!)
So yes, I may not look like I did when I was 20. But I still look like me. A mom, a grandmother, a founder. I still look like Bobbi. Aging is a privilege, a life well lived. It’s not always easy, but it’s something I’ll never take for granted. I can see myself at 80 or 90…still hoping to lift all the babies and dance at every celebration.
I never want to erase the years I’ve lived. Every chapter, the hard ones and the joyful ones, is written on my face. And that’s okay.
Xx,
Bobbi











I love this! What a gorgeous and positive post; it just made me happy to read it. And you look beautiful at every age.
So well said! Thank you for this reminder that aging is a privilege. Btw those grandbabies are adorable! Are they twins? Do you now have 3?