Thursday, February 24, 2011

Some good reasons to blog about how freakin' great your 40s are (or can be).

1. Misery loves company. My 40s have been my best decade ever--really!--and I like laying waste to myths that life is all downhill after 40. Downhill is a good thing. Everything leading to 40 for me was an uphill climb, and I hate to sweat. I want to share the love for those of you approaching 40 or already in the trenches.

2. Whenever my grandmother was asked how she was doing, she'd say, "Fabulous! Never better." That's just too good a catchphrase not to use for a blog. Also, half the time she said it, she was lying her stylish ass off. My goal is to be able to say "F! NB" and mean it. And maybe even get you to say it, too.

3. I need a road map to fabulousness. Nana was my original role model, but if I try to emulate her, I'll look like a Mad Men hangover. How does a woman dress age appropriately while logging on to Facebook? As I mature (I don't use the term "get older"; older than whom, exactly?), I need advice on big life issues, such as whether it's okay for me to wear motorcycle boots at age 47. And not just okay, like, Can-I-get-away-with-it okay, because that's not really okay. I mean, is it attractive, or do I just look like I missed last call at the Limelight in 1992 and never left? I'll try to get experts to weigh in.

4. I can't type and eat at the same time, so blogging may keep me from developing the dreaded mature woman potbelly (please God).

5. I can't keep a secret believe in information sharing, so if I come across any news/clues that will make my (and, by proxy, your) 40s better, I'll pass it along in "It Works!" and "Eat Yourself Older/Younger" and other columns. And since I'm not taking payola from any sources (if only), any opinions expressed here will be free of icky ethics or conflicted interests.

Until next time, chicas fabulosas. 


This is the way I'd love to dress like, all the time. Unforch, this outfit costs more than I've made in the past few months. Also, I work at home; whose gonna see me wearing this Angelina Jolie-as-Salt getup?