notquiteold

Nancy Roman

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Eye Of The Beholder

I love Halloween. I loved it when I was a kid, as it was the only time except for Christmas and Easter when I got to dress up.  And I loved dressing up. I didn’t outgrow it.  I especially loved Halloween as a ‘youngish’ single.  I am naturally pretty shy. But on Halloween, I didn’t …

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Not Picky, Just Discriminating

This is the bravest post I’ve published so far. Because I am displaying eight (!) photos of myself, all unflattering. In none of these photos am I the oh-so-young looking, semi-adorable sixty-year-old.  No, I’m just your average sixty-year-old.  Way too average. But in my defense, I was just out running errands with my husband. It’s …

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How To Be Old

I’m normally not much of a concert-goer.  I don’t like crowds and I don’t like crowded parking lots, and I especially don’t like crowded ladies’ rooms.  I put up with all of the above for the love of my life, James Taylor.  Everyone else, not so much. Recently, however, I went to two concerts in …

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I’m Sticking With It

I’ve heard it said that when you find a style that suits you, you should stick with it. I’m not sure who said that – it was definitely not one of my mother’s pearls – but if I had to wager a guess, I’d say: Liza Minnelli Over the years I have developed a fondness …

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I’m a Good Tipper

DEAR HAIRDRESSER: Before you start, I’d like to share with you just a couple of my little “issues”: My face is really round. My eyes are close together. My eyebrows are going gray. I have a short neck, but an extra chin. My lips are too thin. I’m very pale.  Except when I’m tan. My …

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The History of Lipstick, Chapter 60

Continuing the History of Lipstick, I’ve glossed over (pun intended) Chapters 2-59. Here are a few of the chapters you have missed: Good Color, Bad Taste Tastes Great, Weird Color Moisturizing –  Like Chalk Perfumed Enough for Pepe Le Pieu – And Right Under My Nose Cracks Under Pressure Gone in Sixty Seconds A Pink-To-Purple …

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Old Lady Stuff I Like

On my post, Not Quite Old Enough For This, I listed lots of Old Lady stuff that gives me the Old Lady shingles – sandals with pantyhose, rainbonnets, etc. However, I confess an affection for some truly Old Lady accoutrements: Elizabeth Taylor’s White Diamonds Cologne My husband gave me this for Christmas about five years …

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Not Quite Old – Yoga

My favorite part of Eat, Pray, Love –no wait—my favorite part was scarfing down all of Italy.  Let me rephrase—the only part of “Pray” that I liked was one little paragraph where Elizabeth Gilbert describes her meditation.  She’s really beginning to enjoy the mindful solitude of meditation.  So much so that deep in the serenity …

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Not Quite Old Enough For This – Postscript

A friend considerably younger than I took umbrage – politely, of course—with my inclusion of brooches as too old for me.  She has for years enjoyed brooch-embellished jackets.  I concede that an unusual pin is sometimes a nice addition to one’s chest.  So I withdraw that weird purple brooch, and offer this instead: Certainly I …

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Not Quite Old Enough For This

I have accepted the fact that I am just too old for some things: Miniskirts Bikinis Body Glitter Visible bra straps Polka-dot manicures Bare midriffs Thigh high boots Pigtails (which I would never wear anyway) Navel piercing (which I would SO do, if I were twenty-five again) It is with regret that I say goodbye …

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