The prompt of the day: At what point in life did you stop trying to look older? At what point in life did you start trying to look younger? If neither are true, talk about looking your age.
I don’t know if there was ever a point where I was trying to look older. I never sneaked into bars before turning 18, because I was so certain I’d be caught and embarrassed. I was always told I acted older than my age, so altering my appearance never really occurred to me.
Being that I’m only 24, I’m also in no hurry to look younger than I am. I used to get carded a lot more than I do now, so that kind of sucks. But I’ve never understood the fascination with a youthful appearance. Growing old is natural, and nothing that we need to try and defeat. We’re all going to get older, regardless of whether our face reflects that in the number of fine lines or not. Why spend all that time and energy to fight the inevitable? Especially when some of those procedures are so dangerous.
Looking my age is all I’ve ever sought to do. Or rather, looking like me. Whatever that may look like! I’m 24, as I mentioned, and I still love wearing band shirts, shirts with weird graphics, and jeans every day (and I finally found a job that will let me do that), and minimal makeup/hair fussing. This just feels like me, and I’m settling into my own skin which feels great.
Don’t waste time trying to be someone you’re not — they’re already taken and no one else is being you. I’m not saying that I don’t ever envy the look that another person has, or wish I could be more or look more like that. But in the end, it’s a comfort thing. I’m just not comfortable in those other roles.
