A middle-aged woman is taken to the hospital. While on the operating table she has a near death experience. During that experience she sees God and asks if this is it. God says no and explains that she has another 30 years to live.
Upon her recovery she decides to just stay in the hospital and have a face lift, liposuction, breast augmentation, tummy tuck, etc. She even has someone come in and change her hair color. She figures since she’s got another 30 years she might as well make the most of it.
She walks out of the hospital after the last operation and is killed by an ambulance speeding by. She arrives in front of God and complains, “I thought you said I had another 30 years.”
God replies, “I didn’t recognize you.”
It seems many celebrities have an unhealthy relationship with age. “Forever young,” appears to be the wish. I wonder if they ever listen to us, the ordinary people who often pity them. What makes them think a 60 or 70-year old woman cannot be beautiful without a facelift and botox?
Form the bottom of my heart. I admire celebrities who are aging with me, they are proof that real beauty is a light shining from within. Some I know since my youth and my admiration for their craft (not their looks) has not changed over the years -often it has deepened.
What a sad life it must be if you lose your facial impressions and the map of your life.
“Let the labyrinth of wrinkles be furrowed in my brow with the red-hot iron of my own life, let my hair whiten and my step become vacillating, on condition that I can save the intelligence of my soul – let my unformed childhood soul, as it ages, assume the rational and aesthetic forms of an architecture, let me learn just everything that others cannot teach me, what only life would be capable of marking deeply in my skin!”
― Salvador Dalí