Gracefully wrestling with beauty and time
Here’s the hard truth: I am one of the most insecure people you may ever meet. Wow, that sounded egotistical and sad at the same time — like I’m trying to compete for the top spot in a game no one wants to play. What I’m really trying to say is … I hate beauty. Hate it. Beauty has this way of putting a spotlight on every flaw, every imperfection, every line and shadow that didn’t seem to be there yesterday. And for all you women out there, let’s just call it what it is: a dog-eat-dog world. We’re competing, not just with the woman walking into the room, but also with ...