Someone Get Me The Moisturizer

March 26, 2008 11:30 am     Posted in Body, Reality  Tuffy Luv g+ page

23437777.jpgYesterday I was having a lovely day with my boyfriend. We ate pancakes for breakfast. We went for a walk around our neighborhood. We talked dreamily about the future the way you do on a sunny Saturday morning.


By Tuffy Luv

And then, out of no where, the conversation turned sour.

I don’t remember how we got there, but for some incomprehensible reason, the conversation led him to say this:

BOYFRIEND: Well, you do have a little tummy.

He unwisely pats my tummy.

ME: (turning into a shrieking monster) WHAT?!

BOYFRIEND: No, I love it! It’s cute!

ME: IT’S CUTE THAT I’M FAT?!

BOYFRIEND: No! No, that’s not what I meant! It’s just that you’re getting older–

ME: WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!??!!??!!

Now, if I’m going to be 100% honest, I will have to say that he really did not mean this in a mean way. He meant that we’re comfortable together and he likes that I don’t obsessively watch what I eat anymore, and he did not mean that I’m some gargantuan fatty fat fat (I wear a size 4). But he’s right. I do have a little tummy.

And, of course, he’s right. I am getting older.

Now, at 23, that shouldn’t be a big deal. But for some reason it is.

In fact, I just read an entire issue of Allure that was about making yourself look younger.

Let me preface this by saying that I get carded everywhere I go. I have been asked, in the past two months, what grade I’m in. I am short and I am young-looking.

However, I find myself being sensitive to the idea of physical aging. I found a white hair last year and I yanked that motherf*cker out. I have begun, after years of paying no attention to my skin whatsoever, wearing moisturizer.

And although fashion magazines and the media and whatever may seem the obvious source of blame, I think it’s got more to do with my (and most people’s) family.

Am I worried about getting older and not getting married and not having kids in a timely manner? I’m confused about the timing of career/marriage/kid in an age where it’s appropriate to wait to have a family until your mid-thirties, but when I’m in my mid-thirties, my parents will be in their mid-60s. And I was raised to believe that my parents deserve–nay, are OWED–grandchildren.

So maybe I think if I stay slim and line-free, other aging issues will just resolve themselves.

Anyone else having this less-than-quarter-life crisis?

3 Comments on "Someone Get Me The Moisturizer"

  1. Natasha says:
    Wed, 26th Mar 20084:49 pm 

    I’ve actually started thinking like this lately as well. My last ex and I had gotten very serious and were contemplating marriage and such things (I was 23, he was 24). Prior to that, I was perfectly content to have no cares as to when I get married, have kids, etc and what my late entrance to grad school would mean to those things. Now since the break up, I’m starting to feel like my time is running out.. I mean, by the time I get out of school, I’ll be 28/29, and still have to actually find a guy to marry, let alone enjoy the whole newly wed thing for quite some time, and build a career before even considering kids.. and then I’ll be… 35? 36? who even knows.

  2. Alice says:
    Thu, 27th Mar 200811:59 am 

    Have you completely lost your mind? "Getting older" should not even be a function of your productive vocabulary until you hit 38.

  3. Belle says:
    Fri, 16th May 200812:30 pm 

    well, I'm 19 now, in college of course, and I see so many beautiful young looking girls on campus..and me being 5'9 with a big chest and long legs, it makes me feel bad, I'm so scared of getting turkey neck and things like that…maybe I should opt for a Vegan Resort and re-invent my body.

    >_

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