I was getting dressed the other day and threw my skinny jeans on and for a second I stopped to wonder, ‘am I too old for these’? It made me pause and really think about this.
So in an instant I titled up a draft to reflect on these thoughts. Surely this will make for a good story. That same day while I was reading through some Medium articles I noticed Vanessa Torre already wrote a similar piece.
Funny that how happens. 🤷♀️
I figured I’d wait a few days to write up mine so she doesn’t think I’m stealing her brilliant ideas. But go check out hers too, after you read mine of course 😜
Now the lovely Vanessa isn’t quite as old as I am but I feel her struggle. I’ll be 57 this year and I often stop myself from buying certain pieces of clothing simply because I might just be ‘too old’ for them. Like mini skirts.
So back to my skinny jeans.
For the longest time I wouldn’t even think about buying them. Those are for teenagers I would tell myself. Certainly not for senior citizens because let’s face it iva, that’s what you are now.
But while I was back in Canada a couple of months ago I needed to do first world clothes shopping and, you guessed it, I tried on a pair of skinny jeans and fell in love with them.
And I bought those fuckers.
Also while I was back in Canada I got a haircut. I had been in desperate need of one anyway, but not only that, my hair was getting too long and I was wondering if I was starting to look like those old ladies who keep their hair long to try to look young.
You see, when you hit 50 you become hyper aware of your appearance suddenly (or that could be just me). You want to still look youthful without looking ridiculous.
I can remember being in my late 20’s and early 30’s and seeing women who were over 50 and my first thought was always, ‘Grow up and stop trying to look 25 again. You’re not. You’re 50 and now you look ridiculous’.
Yup. I used to think like that. And now here we are 25 years later and I look at myself in the mirror and think, OMG I’m one of those ladies. But am I? I don’t really know. I don’t think so.
I’m not trying to look 25 again. I’m just not wanting to look like an old lady either. I know that sounds horrible. My thoughts remember 😉.
I struggle with all this because of my spirit. You see, I have a really youthful spirit. I feel 16 some days, I act 5 other days, I party like I’m 25 some weekends.
I never once feel 57.
It’s only when I’m buying clothes, getting inked or fluffing my hair. Should you buy that iva? Should you do that iva? Leave your hair alone iva.
But I realized something really important while I was doing all this senior citizen soul searching.
I am who I am. I love my ink, I’ll get more and I fucking love my hair, I’ll grow it long again. Maybe down to my ass this time ( I have really awesome hair!).
I love fun clothes (though I don’t wear mini skirts anymore or high heels) and I do what my heart tells me to do. I live life to the fullest and am comfortable-ish in my own skin.
Yes I can wear skinny jeans and I’m not too old for them.
Yes I can grow my hair long, to my ass, and I’m not too old for that either.
I’m not too old for anything that calls to my heart. If it makes me happy and makes me feel good, then I’m doing or wearing it. Plain and simple.
I don’t dress like a 57 year old or act like one. I dress and act like iva and that suits me just fine.
Because I happen to think that iva is pretty fucking awesome, no matter how old she is ❤
Love the skin you’re in. Be yourself. Don’t worry about what other people think of you or your clothes or hair or whatever.
You’re pretty fucking awesome too and don’t let society dictate to you how you should dress or act. Just do you! Full tilt.
Just live your life on your own damn terms.
I love you ❤
Peace and Love
xo iva xo