It's horrible getting older. I mean, it's wonderful because you see the circles of life get completed. But it's horrible losing your looks.
I've already started saying that I'm 30 when I'm still 29. That way, I'm already there.
It's funny to see my friends going through that middle-age thing about losing their hair. I went through it in college. They all say, "Oh my God, I'm getting old. I'm never getting laid again." Shut up. Yes, you are.
If you're extremely, painfully frightened of age, it shows.
I'm at that age where I notice friends checking out my face and wondering, Has she been Botoxed? There's a new map there people that are trying to read. I think if I did get any kind of enhancement I would be very public about it. I don't want people wondering - I want them to know.
The only way I can get a man to touch me at this age is plastic surgery.
You'll find people who rib you about their age are petrified about getting old. It doesn't bother me.
I'm generally intimidated by adults.
Not one woman over seventeen has any faith in her skin tone, and no woman over thirty can ever regard her upper arms with equanimity.
