One of my first externally visible signs of menopause came by way of my eyelashes stopping growing length and in some spots actually not at all. It was really devastating for me emotionally and I had no idea why it was happening. It felt like such a vane thing to be concerned with, but for me I’d been told and believed my entire life my eyes were my best facial feature. According to my mom I was born with eyelashes over my eyebrows. To say I was low about it is no exaggeration.
Our focus as a society on the eyes is not cultural it’s genetically encoded in us. In the same way we like full red lips, round butts, broad shoulders, v-shaped waists, we like long dark eyelashes. Nature made us that way so we could find a mate.
I wasn’t in need of finding a mate (I had one), I just wanted my eyelashes back. A talk with my doctor didn’t offer up much in the way of the why or what I could do. It wouldn’t be until years later I would fully come to understand the why. That bitch menopause again.
I took matters into my own hands with eyelash extensions. I’m not going to lie, they looked exquisite. For about a week. Then as they started to shed, twist and turn, the nightmare began. Ultimately I ended up with a severe reaction to the glue which left my eyes looking like two giant vaginas. Yes, it was that’s severe.
I had them removed, and mine were now all broken off. Trust me the Elizabethan era, with a focus on the forehead is not a good look.
I did further research and discovered castor oil, gave it a whirl and within six months they were not only back to their glorious length, they were darker and thicker.
If your struggling with loss of eyelashes, eyebrows, or even hair on your head I can highly recommend this as a possible natural solution.
Use 100% organic Jamaican black castor oil nightly. Apply sparingly to clean lashes with clean finger to tips no more than half way down the lash avoiding the lid. It will take 3-6 months to see results. Continued use 3-4x per week to maintain.
NOTE: I have no mascara or other cosmetics on my lashes in these pictures.
2,86554619 October, 2019
I am simultaneously a creative director, art director, photographer, filmmaker, storyteller, artist, designer, a business owner, a lover, a friend, an educator, an animal and outdoor enthusiast, a woman going through menopause, a world traveler, philanthropist, and at times an activist. I have a few personalities, and several personas. It’s a lot I know. I’m a complicated woman, same as every other woman.
I know for some or maybe, even many people, they want me to be only one of those things, or none of those things. We all get comfortable seeing people through a single lens or identity, or shared interest or commonality.
I think it’s human nature to desire things and people which are familiar. I’m not talking about not wanting to meet new people. I’m referring to our discomfort or confusion of seeing, or getting to know the multiple sides of people. You know like seeing your professor at a bar for the first time. We’re more comfortable knowing or experiencing them only one way, and they in return only get to see what we want them to see.
Or perhaps they’ve just never had the opportunity to know our other sides because we compartmentalize so much of our lives. And to some degree this makes entire sense. When I was a professor I didn’t go to bars with students. Although I always did the day they graduated.😉🍻
Overall I think knowing the various sides of people, what they’re navigating, and their interests is a much more desirable and fun way to experience this world.
2,52525616 October, 2019
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The average member of the global society has become immersed in technology, navigating behind the confines of a screen, learning evermore how to disregard reality. We’ve seen in our travels in the most remote parts of Africa where people live with dirt floors and no water, yet they have smart phones connected to the internet. It’s so fascinating this technology which makes the world smaller also has the ability to remove us from reality as though we are in attendance of a world wide mascarade ball.
In 1891 Oscar Wilde was quoted as saying “Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask and he will tell you the truth.” It seems we’ve long been more comfortable expressing ourselves behind a ‘mask’. The masks available today through technology are in no short supply.
The most interesting, and at times disturbing mask we have available today has to be social media. We communicate with friends, family, extended family, acquaintances, colleagues, even exes and enemies in ways we never could, would, or should in real life. We share perfectly curated stories, overly personal information, comment and message people we’d never pick up the phone to call and even develop a relationship with in real life. I have to admit, I’ve had my understanding, feelings, and opinion change of people I do know in real life in both positive and negative lights based solely on how they’ve revealed themselves through social media.
However, the use of social media has become the norm of communication and connectivity. It’s a part of our morning coffee, lunch breaks, a distraction during meetings and dinner with friends. So what if we were more mindful of our engagement in this space and adopted the same etiquette we share in real life?
What if we interacted as though at some point the mascaraed ball will come to an end. The masks will come off, the fluorescent lights will come on, only to reveal the source and all the blatant flaws we can no longer hide?
Just in time for spooky season 🎃🖤
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2314 minutes ago
Some people are afraid to say it but ambitious people knows when to say it.
Embracing my gray, new glasses, and just finding my groove again. Oh and almost 60 years old, do there's that.
Do I have what it takes to embrace this new version of me. Yes!!! We all experience change in our lives. Most I'd internal, but now I think the older I'm becoming, I need to give myself permission to let the new me rock on. Do you feel this way too. I'm excited to share this journey with you. Who's with me? #60andproud#womenover50#womenover60#grayhair#newglasses#newfreedom #igwomenover50
542 hours ago
❄️☃️🌬🌪 KEEPING IT 🆒
➡️➡️ Swipe right for transformation!
Long lashes, covering gray hairs, enjoying delicious olive oil, inhaling Christmas? Yes, you can read all about it in our October favorite things post! .
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Sim, não pinto mais os cabelos desde janeiro deste ano (2019). E, confesso, me dá uma sensação de liberdade imensa. Só me pergunto pq incomoda tanto os outros. O que faz com que uma pessoa se sinta confortável em julgar uma decisão sua referente ao seu corpo? Pois é ... liguei o botão do foda-se.
Pensando agora só em um bom corte, já que do meio para as pontas ainda está com cor bem diferente e acabo sempre usando preso.
Na foto só coloquei mais contraste para o grisalho aparecer um pouco mais.
Yes, I haven't dyed my hair since January this year (2019). And, I confess, it gives me a sense of immense freedom. I just wonder why it bothers others so much. What makes a person feel comfortable judging a decision of you regarding your body? Yeah ... I turned the fuck you button on.
Thinking now only about a good cut for my hair, since from the middle to the ends is still a very different color and I always end up using in a ponytail.
In this photo I just use more contrast to the gray appear a little more.