I don't know about you, but I'm tired of two things: Articles about aging women that shout about being "Fantastic at 40!, "Fabulous at 50!," Sensational at 60!" And articles about aging French women along similar lines. Several pieces have made recent headlines in the latter category, with familiar fare about how the older French woman ages gracefully thanks to her life-long beauty regime, her au-naturelle make-up routine, and her Royal Don't-Get-Fatness. Invariably, they all miss the point.
After living over a decade in France, I've learned that the point is as much about us as it is about French women. While older French women do, indeed, generally enjoy lives of accrued sensuality, we American women are often busy whipping ourselves into shape with a vengeance (or feeling guilty for not doing so). And that's because a wicked feel-good paradox sears its way through our culture. Take a look at any American magazine for women forty-plus. Celebrations of age usually come with a clarion call for emulating youth in all its age-defying Fantastic-at-Forty-Plus firmness. As we age-defy (which, let's face it, is just shorthand for age-deny), we can finally "Be Ourselves," because after all those decades we've earned it, right? We've finally figured out who we are. We can finally not give a damn, as long as we still look Absolutely Fabulous!
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