I have to admit I always click on promotional articles but never really read them. I fast-read, get bits and pieces and move on to greener pastures. Today however I lingered.
Still, stubbornly refusing to read about a new book, a new film, or a new theater play, I stayed and stared at a picture.
Excellence in black and white. Sarah Jessica Parker in the front, a few wrinkles in her face, aged hands, a beautiful statement for aging gracefully at a time where most celebrities seem to have a standing appointment with plastic surgeons.
Matthew Broderick, her husband of 21 years in the back, looking at the sleeping beauty in front of him. I almost feel like an intruder.
While I cannot (and will not) comment on the article, I applaud the New York Times for the pictures.
Signed
A middle-aged, woman who is proud of the map of life in her face as well!
I worked my way through adversity and just plain life to earn every grey hair and wrinkle I have, I wear them with pride!
Well, I am not showing my gray hair, because it’s an ugly mix, but I proudly show my wrinkles.
Beautiful. She is very “real”
So beautiful. I was shocked when I saw one of our TV personalities on screen for the first time for a number of years. I did not recognise her but commented that all the work she had obviously had done had ruined her face. I still couldn’t identify her after Jackie had told me who she was.
I feel sorry for anyone who feels they need to fight nature in ageing.
I do too.