Cosmetic reconstruction at 50

In my mind I am still an irresponsible young thing. Sadly, in reality I am an irresponsible middle aged woman, and this is what the rest of the world sees. Sunday was my 50th birthday and Baz says that the house in Quillan was my birthday present (!). It really is the most brilliant timing, purely accidental, to have completed just a week or so ahead of this milestone birthday

The IT people were messing with my computer at work on Friday and there was nothing useful I could do. Some people might book a relaxing birthday facial or manicure, something to make them look great and feel confident for such a grown-up celebration. I went on ebay and found myself a birthday present, this 1930s sunburst cupboard, which I couldn’t resist and which will have a new (and hopefully, exhausting) life as a cocktail cabinet in our snug

A few bottles of Hendricks would look well in this
A few bottles of Hendricks would look well in this

So, is this a mid-life crisis? When I buy things that are older than I am – things that need restoration and repair, the equivalent of reconstructive surgery – am I trying to reassure myself that their age (and therefore mine) doesn’t matter and that it is still worth moisturising and dressing up?  Of course not. I have liked pretty much the same old things since I was a toddler and I’m just indulging myself. And yes, it cost less than a facial!

Author: poshbirdy

Art deco/ art nouveau maniac enjoying a deep and meaningful relationship with alcohol

4 thoughts on “Cosmetic reconstruction at 50”

  1. Happy Birthday! What a wonderful gift to yourself – I love the sunburst. I too love old things (including myself). Living in a place where plastic surgery and tweaks are the norm, I can tell you that very few of them make a difference. Some make you look weird. Projecting inner beauty, smiling and compassion turn men on more than anything else. Take it from me – I work at an airport and can’t count the many compliments and invitations from much younger men. 🙂

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  2. Still enjoying my mid-life crisis, it’s the perfect excuse for every over indulgence and a handy hook to hang my wilder ideas on
    (Trev is still sporting the midlifecrisis beard he grew at 50 , so sauce for the goose…though he worked out pretty quickly that I was as mad as a hatter)

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