Showing posts with label youth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label youth. Show all posts

Friday, December 28, 2012

Linking to Our Teens...when the grandparents are Cool!

HIPSTERS? DIG THOSE PATRIOTIC SHIRTS!

Really, I had no idea why my 15 year old granddaughter kept on taking off with my stuff or admiring my clothes. I just thought she was really nice. It turns out she is an emerging Hipster. In fact, if she is any indication, young people today might be over the wow of having EVERYTHING new and digital. They are following the latest trend and that trend is everything old is new again!


Nats Park Rally CapNats Park Rally Cap (Photo credit: Kevin H.)
My husband and I are watching the second generation of young people in our family grow up. The oldest is 22 and the youngest is 6 months. They are a generation apart and the world the oldest grew up in has changed. When the oldest was a preschooler, the new computer was what everyone wanted. Everyone was trying to get that small child involved in a world the adults really didn't understand. Now all those things are old hat. Almost every child in the family has an ipad or smart pad, cell phone...of their very own! They are explaining it all to us!

So what do they yearn for? The 9 year old wants an old fashioned typewriter and a Polaroid camera. The boys are looking for the "vintage" baseball hats from 1990...you know, the ones with the bills turned up. The granddaughter I have talked about before covets my sweaters and would take them all if I just gave them to her. She really wants my Toms shoes because I wear them and therefore they must be "vintage" too.

If you are a grandparent, you are now very cool. We all hoped it would happen one day and that day is now!

Just a thought.

b+

Monday, June 25, 2012

Aging: Does the Back of Your Head Match Your Face?

Do you own a "rear view mirror"? I am talking about a mirror that lets you see the back of your head. I do and I happen to think owning one is a very good thing.  I asked a friend lately if she owned a rear view hand mirror. "What for," she said. "I don't ever look at the back of my head." She did not share my concern.

Does that seem like something important to you? I personally try to remember to take a look at what is going on back there once in a while. Things like gray hairs, balding and the area I always miss when I comb my hair need to be checked almost every day.

Now it has come to my attention that the back of my head needs to match my face! I know! Who would have ever thought it. A young man said jokingly that it was not right what older women could do with their hair now. He had walked up to a very young looking head of hair and when the woman turned around she was "like 80 or something" he said. Imagine how shocked he must have been.





Advanced Style
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It seems to me that this speaks to our endless pursuit of youth and all that it represents. We have, in many cases, forgotten how beautiful we can be even when we are "like 80 or something." I give you Advanced Style, the blog and the book written by Ari Seth Cohen. Women of an advanced age are portrayed as beautiful with little emphasis on their "youthful" appearance. I like that a lot. I think that his women have managed to make the back of their heads match their beautiful faces.  
Many of the boomer blogs have sections devoted to "anti-aging formulas" and foods to make them look younger. If it were possible, and we could actually turning back the clock, our faces would always match our hair. But it isn't...aging like growing up is inevitable. I was thinking...what if we could come up with a formula or even an attitude that was "pro-aging", something that left us feeling good in our own skin no matter our age. What if we could do that?

It's just a thought.

b

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