8.10.12 Adam in Japan! NCOE Top 10 Dance/Club play

Ha! I've never, ever been considered a fashion icon, but I can definitely speak to white hair!!

Put me in the company of Anderson Cooper, Richard Gere, and Steve Martin . . . I'm in
love!

Funny how there aren't any women in there, though!
Unless they are young. Most of us think that gray/white hair ages us; and that may be true . . . especially as I read the comments on today's thread.

Well, fuck. Age me!!
For forty years, NOT ONE PERSON ever, ever commented on my hair.
Then, almost overnight, my hair turned white. I found myself in the company of my dad & mom, my sister, my grandfather, and angels. Good company, indeed.

Now, almost every day, someone stops me to tell me how 'beautiful' my hair is. I like it, too! I don't have to do a thing but fluff it!

When I arrive at the hospital and begin my rounds, I often see patients surprised by the fact they're ill or wounded and in need of care. After a few days, I see the 'roots' of a life protruding from the top of a head I gently wash.
I wanna say "Stop! I see the color of you here! And it's beautiful and it suits your skin tone . . . just like Nature meant it!" - but I never do.
I won't tell anyone what to do. Adam's journey has taught me that. I won't advise Adam Fucking Lambert or Adamtopia Fucking Adamtopia.

Do what you do. If it's chestnut brown or wash-away-the-gray; do what pleases you. Do what makes you happy and confident when you leave the house and venture into this, sometimes, cold world.

Hey - and if it's Botox, go!! I love how 'everyone' is aghast about botox! Has anyone noticed how plastic surgeons everywhere are raking it in?? They must be injecting SOMEBODY!! Someone must be partaking of their wares! No matter who it may be, it deserves to be individual and private. Who should care, anyway?

I'm 62 years old in a world that doesn't appreciate age as aggressive or vital or sexy or stimulating . . . we just want to put our elders into the 'wise' box.
Well! I'm not wise! I'm an adventurer and a seeker and I'm going to play and get nasty and be curious and have one hell of a time!
Adam has no secrets because he is an open book. I have no secrets because my book has too many chapters; enough climaxes and denouements to make me weary. There's nothing I won't answer or confess. Yep! I've had botox! Between my brows and it lasted about six months - I couldn't knit my brows together. Well, now I can. Nothing's changed; and my decision is to let the fucker knit.

As usual, I've gone on longer than I should. I wonder if we could put a limit on characters for people like me - - - sorta like Twitter, which I don't do. How could I ever say anything in 140 characters or less??
At least I possess self-knowledge!!

This ol' gal is back to obsessing. AFL is a god. End. Of. Story.