I have people in my life who will say, 'Honey, you're trying too hard.' I like being saucy, but I'm 73 and a half. I'm still trying to find my way between matronly and coltishness.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I've become saucy.
I've been a tomboy my whole life. But then you get older, you get married, you soften up.
I'm in no hurry to get old. But when I do, I'll be out to enjoy every last minute. I see myself at 90 in some nursing home, waving my walking stick about as I jive to Gene Vincent records.
I'm partly obsessed by aging gracefully.
It seems to be unfathomable to people that I just happen to be 49 and look good. I am totally capable of accepting myself.
I wish somebody would have told me, 'Don't try too hard,' because when I was younger I wanted to try really hard. I wanted to please everybody and be this perfect, polite little girl.
I'm too young at 50. I'm not grown up yet. There's part of everybody like that.
I am somebody who has never been able to give up '60s habits. I am the inevitable old codger on the dance floor.
The years between fifty and seventy are the hardest. You are always being asked to do things, and yet you are not decrepit enough to turn them down.
I am 58 and it's difficult for people to gauge my age.