Here's what happened to me: one day, I looked in the mirror and noticed my skin just wasn't quite the way it used to be--and my old skincare routine just wasn't going to cut it anymore. My moment was actually on vacation in Tortola when I was 41. I came in from the beach, looked in the mirror and saw a little line just above my upper lip (it would've been a "smoker's line" if I smoked, but I don't). Reality hit and obsessing began. This was beyond anything I'd ever had, and I knew my time had come!
When was that moment for you? How old were you and what was it that you noticed?



For as long as I can remember people have always thought I was much younger than I actually was. I was still getting carded at 40! I had grandchildren that people always thought were my own children. No one would believe when I told them my real age. It was fun to shock people. Then, in the last 5 years that has all changed. Suddenly gravity caught up with me. Understand that I was never a smoker or drinker or partier. I did gain about 80 pounds and then in the last year I lost 40 pounds and started to notice the loose skin around my eyes and in my lower face and neck. I asked someone how old they thought I was and they actually guessed my real age. That is when I knew I was old. It doesn't help that my husband is 8 years younger than me. Now it was more apparent and I just couldn't stand it. I turned 59 in March and that's when I decided to have the Fraxel repair. It has been only 9 days and I am already pleased with the result. I still have a way to go but if nothing else changes I will be happy. I just want to look the same age as my husband and I think I will actually look younger than him again!
I realised this year - at age 25!
It's nothing drastic, but I woke up one day and noticed that I have lines on my forehead (I'm a very animated person and I'm always making faces. Darn you, Jim Carrey, and your unnecessary comic influence on my childhood!). At some point these turned into very small "lines at rest", which I now affectionately call my Botox lines (i.e. Botox would freeze the muscles and the lines would eventually go away).
I haven't done anything about it yet, nor do I think I will any time soon. But they do bother me.
Thankfully, aside from my Botox lines, I still look like I'm about 15 years old. I never get offered wine on airplanes unless I'm traveling with my better half - who is younger by two months but looks older than me and old enough to drink - so I figure I have a few good years left in my face before I should really start to worry that I'm looking older.
There was no single moment when I thought "who is that old woman in the mirror?", but my tipping point (my "gotta get treatment" point") came when I was 46 and was going through menopause. My face seemed to shrivel and fall at the same time. I had my 25th university reunion, where all those Botoxed and face-lifted women made me feel like a freak. I'd always spent too much time in the sun, and I'd had some emotionally difficult years (a very stessful marriage) that took their toll. Intellectually, I knew it shouldn'y matter what I looked like, but it got to the point where I could not look in the mirror and -- this is crucial -- I found myself blaming my husband for much of the stress that caused my decay. I started Botox and line and lip fillers, and have been very happy with the results, almost three years later. I'm considering a skin resurfacing procedure now. I've lost the 10 pounds that menopause put on me. The mirror is not such an enemy anymore. You *can* move the clock back to some degree!
i'm 28 currently ,and on last friday when i was back from my job..and went for bath.. just looked at mirror oh god i looked so old.. this might have been due to tiredness but i think i'm getting old..as there are wrinkle lines on my face..