Real Women

I want to talk about Real Women! I came across the profile pics of Teri Hatcher fresh out of the bath. She was proving a point that not all celebrities get Plastic Surgery or Botox, lighting is crucial to a great photograph. She was showing the world that she has character lines regardless of what ‘they’ say. We all know who ‘they’ are so I am not even going to give ‘them’ credit for being ‘they’.

I met Teri Hatcher back in the 80’s when she had a part on MacGyver and she was just as beautiful then as she is now. She is a Real Woman. I liked her immediately and have watched her throughout the years and have noticed that she is aging gracefully.

On Desperate Housewives she is never the one with the forehead that looked like a freshly Zambonied ice rink. It’s distracting to watch someone talk and react from an actors point of view and see no emotion! I love when real women stand up and use their voices, it shows confidence in who they are, which is more than skin deep.

I tuned into Millionaire Matchmaker about two weeks ago to see what it was all about, Millionaire Shauna Raisch was the one looking for love, really good looking young hot love to be exact. Who isn’t but lets get real! She owned a spa and was in great shape. The more the interview process went on the more I realized that parts of her face didn’t move as she talked, she was either paralyzed with fear, the freezing hadn’t come out from a root canal or she had a lot of work done. I guess when you are the owner of a spa sometimes it’s hard to stop! It would be like a skinny cupcake store owner, or hair stylist who never changed their hair, you’d question what they were selling if they didn’t partake in it themselves. Shauna was a ‘superficialist’ (appearing to be true or real only until being examined more closely) according to Patti Stange host of the show.

If I look deeper it’s not the work done that bothers me, it’s the frame of mind your in before doing it. It’s important to know why and that regardless of what you do have done, you are still the same age going in as you are coming out. That doesn’t change. It’s when it becomes an obsession, that the balance goes out and the dominos start to tip.

I sway back and forth on this subject. I have always said I wouldn’t do anything that involved a knife, but I am heading in the direction that I would think about filling a few lines with epoxy. I know that’s not the real word but you get what I’m saying. About 5 years ago my doctors office started to do Restylane, that’s the correct word, and asked if I would like a free session which was about a $500.00 value. Free or Guinea Pig? He showed me the lines he would fill in and it didn’t make sense to me. He wanted to fill in my dimples and laugh lines. I said no but thanks? In a few years I might be persuaded to get between my brow done but I’m not quite there, give me a couple more years of ‘the face’ (furrowed brow) and I might be game! This photo is what ‘the face’ would look like with Botox. Scott thought it would be funny to erase my hair line to make my forehead look huge, it’s funny how it fits perfectly for this post now, never delete pictures!

We did a photo session with Cathy Empey who is amazing at her craft. I had to get real with myself after that session. I will only speak for myself, there were a few photo’s that I cringed at, not anything to do with Cathy, but my perception of my body. I’ve let it go now but it was a challenge. After coming to terms with the fact that I look pretty good for a 40 something Mother of two, I suntanned on the wharf with Bonnie in my bikini not having a care in the world at who saw me. (that’s not entirely true I would have dove for a towel had a real handsome man shown up in his boat)

So ladies, would you have plastic surgery, botox or restylane? I would love to hear from our Male Energy on this topic too! Please remember that this photo has been photoshopped and my hairline was set back a tad!  lol

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Eat Eat Eat Pray Love…

Keep in mind when you read this post it’s my personal feelings about me, not you or anyone else! And yes I am being really hard on myself because I’m allowed, by next week I will be awesome once again! This is the splendour of being a women in your 40’s!

As I looked in the mirror my inner voice whispered “why are my feet always so sore?” Looking right at me was this women who had the nerve to shout back “If you lost a few pounds maybe they wouldn’t be!” Maybe she’s right? Maybe it’s not from overuse but abuse! My poor feet are taking on the task of holding up all of me!

I’ll get to the point, I have some unwanted flub. (my daughter word for fat, it’s much nicer sounding so I will use it here) Throughout my entire life I’ve been in great shape, with the exception of my thyroid going hypo after my first child, twelve years ago. So I understand what it is like to try to lose a few pounds and not be able to. It’s frustrating to say the least. I would run between 30-40 Kilometres a week and not lose an ounce. I was also one of those women in my 20-30 who could eat anything, I didn’t but I could. But this time my unwanted flub, is because I’m content with who I am and simply don’t care if I’ve put on a few pounds because there is no one around to see it, I mean really see it. It’s been 18 years since I’ve been solo and just had me to answer to. It’s liberating and with that comes a little indulgence and relaxation. A holiday of sorts. But every holiday must come to a close and that is where I am at this moment, the climax if you will, of my eat of Eat Pray Love. I will move forward to Pray, or meditation very soon!

I know there are many women who can relate to how I feel about my body right now. For me it goes in cycles or waves.

Lately its like I black out for a moment (I’m sure my eyes roll back in my head) from the time I have the Oreo cookie twisting open, to flashing forward to the last delicious sweet tasting morsel sliding down my feeding tube straight to my ass via my stomach. It ain’t pretty! I don’t even like Oreo cookies! Someone please say they can relate!

The only way my body looks appealing to me at the moment is if I have both arm straight above my head stretched out like I am hanging on the monkey bars or riding a really great roller coaster, in candle light! whooooo hooooo! What are the odds that when I meet a potential suitor, I am going to be standing with both arms raised way above my head? It’s not likely! I need to do something about this NOW, its crunch time! It’s time to either get fit or have flub.

My timing is not good, I came to this realization the day before our Tara Cronica photo shoot with the beautiful photographer Cathy Empey! I would have been in full on panic mode if Bonnie and Jacquie were ripped! lol (they’re not either *phew* :)) or if I didn’t completely 100% trust Cathy’s expertise! Cathy is amazing at capturing women pure and simple! She photographs women of all shapes and sizes so beautifully that it takes away any fear or insecurity you may have with your body. We spent 3 hours with Cathy and by the end of the shoot I felt empowered again! Every women has self doubt or inhibitions but we have to put those aside and really work on loving every inch of our skin.

The bottom line for me is that I feel better when I am in shape, because it is me to be in shape. I envy women who really embrace their full voluptuous figures. I’m not sure there is anything sexier! It all boils down to accepting our bodies no matter what stage of life we’re in and loving all of who we are. Working with what we were given, not just changing it.

I started running again which works for me, it felt like I hadn’t missed a beat. When I run it’s me time, a form of meditation which I need to feel whole. We need to do what feels right for us individually, it’s not about being a bathing suit model, it’s about loving yourself from the inside out and having acceptance for who we are. I am who I am and I love who I’ve become, remembering that, I can do anything. I did take a picture of me with my hands raised way up over my head that I planned on adding to this post but…ya no, there is no point to see where I was, but to only see where I am going.

Embrace the shape your in Ladies!

If you would like to have Cathy capture your inner beauty check out her website! Boudoir by Cathy Empey ~

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