Farewell To Youth, But Not Beauty

Why We Don't Need Youth To Be Beautiful

SHE startled me the other day, walking down Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills: a middle-aged beauty with long, blown-out hair in a shade somewhere between butter and margarine, her body narrow and svelte but large-breasted. She perfectly hit a certain look: gently tanned face as smooth and puffy as the moon in a children’s book, a delicate shine to the skin.

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