Have you ever thought you were cruising along just fine, holding your own in the aging department?
Then one day your unsuspecting self looks in the mirror and you wonder who’s staring back at you. Who’s that old lady with the grey hair and how did the b*tch did take over my face? And who the hell put that grey wig on me? A few tugs on the “wig” and
you I realize it’s MY own hair and I’VE turned grey overnight (or so it seems). After some tears and a few naughty words, I decide to thwart Father Time. I’m not going down without a fight!! Read more