Happy Birthday to meeeee!

“You don’t look 45 so you don’t even have to tell people…no one would ever know.”

Okay yeah so I know I haven’t blogged in a while.  Figured I’d give it a whirl tonight. 

October 24th… I turn 45 years old.  Nothing too spectacular about that.  But it was surprising to me to be told by a few that I shouldn’t tell how old I am.  “You don’t look 45 so you don’t even have to tell people…no one would ever know.” 

I know that there are a lot of people, mostly women, in the entertainment field who try very hard to appear younger than they really are.  I find this very sad.  It is true that the industry is tough.  Hard for women over 30 to “compete” with new, much younger artists.  Actresses lose leading parts to younger women.  Silicone, Restylane, botox, collagen lips prevail in the over 35 crowd in Hollywood.  Even younger artists are going to extreme measures to look “better”.  (for the record..Lil Kim, Mariah, Meg Ryan, Cher..all of you looked better with your real noses, lips, and cheeks..IMHO) 

But this isn’t a blog about plastic surgery.  I’m not trying to judge because people need to do what they feel is right for them.  But as for me, right now at age 45 I am comfortable in my skin..wrinkles and all.  The lines on my face are from decades of  smiling, laughing my ass off (actually my ass is still there!) and loving life.  I have scars on my body that map out all the crazy tomboy stuff I have done (and still do).  On my 18th birthday I walked away from a car crash that should have killed me and I have some physical reminders of that.  But those pains and scars remind me that I’m blessed to be walking at all.  Yeah I’m not as “perky” as I once was perhaps but I am a whole hell of a lot smarter and more confident than I was at 25.  Quite frankly at 25 I was an idiot.  LOL  They say youth is wasted on the young.  There couldn’t be a truer statement!

Okay so I have a little advantage.  I have genetics on my side.  I come from a long line of women who do not look their age.  But I also come from a long line of women who became more amazing as they got older.  I have yet to see a female as badassed as my grandma on the piano!!  🙂 

Even at 45 I am constantly evolving and growing as a person and as an artist.  At 35 I hadn’t even thought about recording a song.  I would say that I’ve done more in 10 years than a lot of folks do their entire lives. 

So that’s enough rambling.  Ladies the greatest birthday gift you can give yourself is to be able to look in the mirror and love what you see.  I won’t say I’m 100% there yet.  We all have things we want to improve upon.  But I’m proud of who I am.  I’ve earned every wrinkle.  Be the best you can be and make no excuses for it.  And like I’ve said before….if the people in your life don’t appreciate you for who you are…if they don’t think you are beautiful….please don’t change YOU…change the people in your life! 

Much love….

Janice B.

One thought on “Happy Birthday to meeeee!”

  1. Hi Janice,

    I hope I have not forgotten to at least leave a note on your wall, saying “Happy Birthday”? If so, please accept this very late Happy Birthday greet! 😕

    I love your blog entry here. I agree on what you say. I find our time too centered on looks – and more so – on the image one is giving off of themselves. If it were about beauty than a good, loyal personality, charisma, a sense of passion radiating from a person is what makes them/her beautiful in my book. I don’t think, I ever (really) cared for shallow, external beauty if it wasn’t fed from what actually makes the person underneath.

    And yes – totally agree on your statement re: the nose job(s)! There are also some male celebrities I tend to wonder as to just why they had this done. But then – that might border on cultural things I am only in the process of familiarizing myself with / experiencing.

    Anyway – hope you’ll keep laughing your ass off and earning more wrinkles from that 🙂

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