A Little Bit of Sass

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Just a little sass. That’s what I tell people who ask me about the blue streak in my hair.  Take an aging man.  Describe him: silver fox, distinguished, yada, yada, yada.  Take an aging woman: hag, crone.  Get my point?

No wonder women fear and detest growing old.  Society has a way of just not seeing old women. I’m changing that in my own small way.  As baby boomers grow old, the population of those over 65 years of age will account for 22% of the total population.  I may not be alone in this!  I decided to let my hair go white; I also decided to add just a little hint of sass.

It suits me.  I like it.  Maybe that’s why I love Posh…because Posh is sassy too.  Being trendy and cutting edge makes it a great retirement business.  Look at product names and see if I am not right!

Yes, the old switch that whacked my legs for being sassy never cured me.  Sorry, mom.  My trek to the grave will no doubt be littered with sassy little thoughts and comments.  And I’m okay with that.

Living with gusto isn’t flaunting yourself…with age, with beauty, with sex, with blue hair.  Rather, it is embracing yourself.  Your quirky ways.  Your sense of humor.  Your whitening hair.  Your blue streak.  Wink, wink.  Visit my site at http://www.madaboutposh.com and click on JOIN.  I’d love to work with you, you sassy thing, you!

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