One of my favorite parts about the Oscars is getting dressing up in PJ's with glam hair and jewelry. Tennessee is old enough now to join me and her Grammie in this little tradition I started a few years back. After all, isn't it all about the bling and the glam on Oscar night?
I thought Cameron Diaz was particularly stunning. I love the red carpet commentary as well. I was watching her interview and I couldn't believe how her crows feet showed. It seems no one in Hollywood lets that kind of business fly. I actually see it as a positive thing because I decided this last year I love my crows feet. I thought both she and Kate Winslet looked great, but a bit more "mature" in their overall appearance vs the "young" Hollywood in which we first met them.
Let me back up....when we had our first family pictures (as parents) and I got the proofs back I about died. {2005} I couldn't believe I had crows feet. I asked the photographer to Photoshop them best she could. This last year, when I got my current family photo proofs, I was happy to see those crows feet.
I think they represent a rite of passage. In a world where wrinkles are stretched and covered up, I want to celebrate my age, my trials that put those wrinkles there and both the good and the bad years that led me to where I am now.
One of the most beautiful women I ever knew died with a gorgeous face of wrinkles and remarkable silver hair. She had raised 8 children on her own. I once heard her say, "I have no money at all, but I feel like the richest woman in the world." Her wrinkles were an outward path of the inner beauty she had developed throughout her life by being a great person.
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