The other day the 40 year old me got out a photo of the 27 year old me as I was teaching a section of my image consulting course which covers what kinds of facial features and shapes best suit very short hair. I wasn’t as taken aback by my Pixie haircut, which was more utilitarian than flattering, as one might imagine. What really struck me was how great my skin looked. I was fresh, tight and dewy and I looked so young . There was not an age spot, sag, crease or wrinkle to be seen. Because I suffered with acne from the ages 13 – 26 until I went on Roaccutane I spent those acne ridden years feeling disfigured and unattractive (and always had hair to hide behind). This haircut was a liberation, it was stepping out from behind my hair curtain – my skin was the best it’s ever been, no longer did people comment on ‘how pretty you’d be if you didn’t have those pimples‘, the kind of advice nobody needs or wants to hear! But when that picture was taken I had felt that I needed to wear bright lipstick to make me look half decent and feminine. I had no idea how great I looked.
As I looked at myself straight in the picture what I saw in myself is that I had not appreciated the power of my youth when I had it. The pixie from the past gave me a message much wiser than her 27 years, “It’s time to start focusing on enjoying the power of your current ‘middle youth’ rather than letting that slip past you all too quickly. “
What does your younger you and present you have to teach you about appreciating yourself?