I have flabby thighs, but fortunately my stomach covers them.
~ Joan Rivers
Yesterday while sitting in line at a car wash, I glanced in the rear view mirror and suddenly realized I am in desperate need of an earlobe lift! When did this happen? My poor (obviously) strained lobe is now paper thin and my earring is in imminent danger of literally falling through!!! Gravity, combined with many years of wearing heavy earrings has taken it's toll folks. I'm falling apart; crumbling (or should I say melting) from the top downwards. In the words of Kramer, "Don't look at me, I'm hideous!!!"
Realistically, we have to make certain concessions every few years as we age and I'm guessing my days of dangling earrings are soon to be behind me. In the meantime, I've worked out a compromise. The above are very light and camouflage my 'problem area' quite nicely. Pretty soon though, I'll be wearing stud or button earrings and then probably the dreaded clip-on, if my lobes even last that long...
Stumbling across this pic made me feel a whole lot better about my predicament.
Angelina has obviously had to make the same difficult choice - and she's younger than me!
The thing is, I never had much lobe to begin with - you may recall I previously discussed my condition here. Woe is me, I should have taken better care of what little I had, lol!! But isn't that just the way - you never truly appreciate what you have until it's gone?!!
Makes me wonder what's next to go - perhaps some of you older readers (I'm 49 - and barely holding) would care to enlighten me. To any younger readers - quickly now, form a line - there may still be a chance we can save you!