70's child

Born in the Seventies

I would say that I'm not growing old gracefully.  No I'm not embracing it.  I am protesting it all the way.  The mind still feels the same, but I still feel shocked when my body doesn't bend and jump the way it used to.  When I drop something on the floor, I genuinely have to think whether it is worth the effort to pick it up. Everything is sagging.  I need to grab some photos before I become toothless and melt into the ground.  One last protest.

I themed the photo shoot around the decade I was born.  Black and white photos, sparkly eyeshadow, platforms and beads, with my favourite flared jeans.
Maybe when I reach my next decade I will look  back and laugh at my aging phobia.  Until then, here is some photos of someone born in the 1970s.

Make up and platforms are a go!