Victoria is whining about aging again....

Boo Hoo, I am not 16 anymore. I don't really want to BE 16. Being 46 is way more fun, it is just, ok, I'll say it. I sooooooo miss my younger skin. If I could sip a vampire tonic to regain my youthful appearance, without losing my soul of course, I think I would do it. I hate sun spots, I hate loss of elasticity, I hate fine lines, I hate knowing that deeper lines will come, hate it, hate it, hate it. I always thought I would grow old gracefully. It was easy to think that before it started happening. Now all I want is for my face to look the way it is supposed to with as little effort as it is supposed to take. Ha!! Not to much to ask right? Why does wisdom have to come at such a high cost? Would it be so bad to be wise, and hot at the same time?? Really, if we were smart when we were young and skinny, maybe we wouldn't make so many stupid mistakes, right?? Tee hee. I am sure God has a reason, but the joke is lost on me.

Lovely crows feet

General Sqooshiness

I believe these beauties are called marionette lines, nice.

Loss of elasticity

And my all time favorite, the brown spot

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