Hey there, ladies! Can we talk about the elaborate charade the beauty industry has been orchestrating? I mean, seriously, they’ve been spinning tales taller than my morning coffee. (And that’s saying something!)
Listen up, my fabulous friend. I want you to grab a seat, maybe a cup of tea (or a glass of wine, I won’t judge), and let’s have a heart-to-heart about the beauty myths swirling around us like confetti at a New Year’s Eve party.
First things first, can we all collectively agree that age is just a number? I mean, who decided that once you hit a certain milestone, you need to start worrying about wrinkles as if they were the latest drama series that everyone’s binge-watching? Not me, and certainly not you.
Why are they trying to convince us that only youth equals beauty? Last time I checked, wisdom, experience, and a killer sense of humor were just as attractive—if not more so—than the latest fad in skincare. I want you to embrace those laughter lines and wear them like badges of honor. Each one has a story to tell and trust me, those stories make you more captivating than any airbrushed magazine cover. (although if magazine covers are something you want to work towards…)
And I should know. I have had the privilege of photographing women from age 15 all the way into their 60s. Headshots, portraits, boudoir – it doesn’t matter. All of those women are beautiful. Getting people to see their own beauty is one of the reasons I became a photographer, and why I chose Boudoir specifically. I believe my unique perspective showed them and the world their beauty through their images.
So here’s the real kicker—I want you to revel in the fact that you are intrinsically, effortlessly beautiful.
Beauty isn’t confined to your skin’s smoothness or lipstick’s shade. It’s in the way you carry yourself, the kindness you show, and the genuine smile that lights up the room. You’re a walking masterpiece, my friend, and it’s time the world sees it, too.
So, let’s flip the narrative. Instead of chasing after an elusive fountain of youth, let’s celebrate the ageless beauty that comes with every passing year. Remember, you’re not just a number on a calendar; you’re a symphony of experiences, a canvas painted with the hues of a life well-lived.
In conclusion, the beauty industry might be peddling dreams, but the real magic lies in recognizing the enchantment that already exists within you. Age is just a seasoning; you, my friend, are a gourmet dish. So, chin up, shoulders back, and strut through life like the stunning masterpiece you are—confetti, laughter lines, and all!
And if you don’t believe me, let me show you.
— Ron O.