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This is the second of three series about Aphrodite who has turned fifty. In my head there was a whole series of t-shirts, garments, with all the texts that Aphrodite, if she lived now (if she really existed) would want on her t-shirt. And maybe I’ll make more but not now. Still I think it’s important to share this imagination/visualisation.
It’s simply a fact that she would be labeled as an old slut if she would be here now in her fifties. When you are that old you no longer should be flirting and have sex and be that present. All the articles that I now see about the aging woman are about gracefully ageing. Ageing gracefully. What in Goddess’s name is that? At least not like I do, I understand. You do not shave your head bald but let the gray grow out slowly so that you have nice long gray hair that you can blow-dry or pin up. You don’t make up your eyes in all the colors of the rainbow. That’s something for teenagers, models and maybe if you’re famous. If you’re not famous and you’re fifty+, then you dress modestly, feminine and make sure you are not as present. I was born in 1968, was a teenager in the 80’s and the makeup of Boy George and Madonna never completely disappeared from my routine. :-) I refuse to behave differently because I’m 50 years old. I am who I am and if anything has changed in me it is that I feel freer to express myself. In my work and life but also in my clothing and makeup.
I celebrate the life of this fifty year old girl with this visualisation. I claim my place. Because menopause is the new black!