When I turned 36 something changed.
Actually, let me rephrase that-
EVERYTHING changed…
…my skin started doing things it had never done before, my food started sitting differently on my body,
and let’s not even mention those pesky grey little f*#^ers that started sprouting off the top of my head.
Let me be clear. I’m not afraid of approaching my 40, I welcome my 40’s with semi-open arms (heehee).
However, I’d like to do so with as much grace and ease as I possibly can.
Follow my journey, tips and tricks that I’ve developed while climbing that proverbial hill that is…
Flirting With 40
