Cindy Crawford Quotes

Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been.

Sometimes I have wrinkles, in the morning. It depends on what kind of night that I had. I accept myself and the way that I am growing older. I have eye bags and some people have proposed to me to take them out but I said no.

What's the point? My face, shall we say, looks lived in.

That's another great thing about getting older. Your life is written on your face.

Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn.

Age is like love, it cannot be hid.

I've only got one wrinkle, and I'm sitting on it.

Wrinkles are hereditary. Parents get them from their children.

Youth is the gift of nature, but age is a work of art.

I have the sort of round face that you complain about when you're younger, but which serves you well as you get older.

I've always looked old for my age.

Please don't retouch my wrinkles. It took me so long to earn them.

When you're getting old, obviously you try to put on the best cream, you have massages, you try to stay beautiful, but I think wrinkles can sometimes be more beautiful than having none.

Age has been the perfect fire extinguisher for flaming youth.

Men are like wine - some turn to vinegar, but the best improve with age.

Aging on camera is just very hard. I love my age. I feel good about myself but high definition television is not kind. You don't even look like yourself in high-def. It just makes every little line on your face more exaggerated so it ends up aging you. It's like you're watching yourself seven years older.

After a certain number of years, our faces become our biographies.

Gray hair is God's graffiti.

Being in the latter stages of life means the morning is unkind to the reflection. It takes a few hours for the creases to fall out. By about 4 P.M., I look quite nice.

One of them is already having some menopausal symptoms. I'm working on that. I'm giving them all little lines under the eyes, trying to sort of make them age gracefully.

A woman has the age she deserves.

The irony is that the more we fight age, the more it shows. Paint on a 50-year-old face brings to mind a Gilbert and Sullivan comic figure. Smooth the cheeks, and suddenly the ear lobes and hands look out of place. Do we run around in October, painting the gold leaves green?

I have been asked how I grow old so easily. The answer is: I give all my time to it.

It makes me look so old.

I think I have aged gracefully.