CHANGE YOUR SAME-OLD FOR NEW-YOUNG.
When I need a pick-me-up, one of my favorite things is to go down to Chinatown for a bracing hit of foreign culture. The exotic sights, sounds, tastes and smells blast me out of the familiar into another world, replenishing, reinvigorating, and rejuvenating me. By the time I leave, all five senses have had a party, and I leave with a goody bag of strange new veggies, fruits or finds from the candy store. This is the power of the new.
I'm a gorgeous goddess of a certain age who transformed from shot to hot, a feminist playa refusing to go into the sunset without a Mojito in one hand and a hunka hunka burnin' love in the other! Because sixty IS the new forty or even thirty I will not be dying with my boots on, but with my Jimmy Choo stilettos, thank you very much. I, a sexually liberated woman, stand defiantly against ageism and sexism, adamantly asserting not only is it possible to maintain and even enhance our sexual allure as we ripen, we women have the same right as men to vibrant vitality and romance at any age.