If you would’ve told me that I would feel (or even want to feel) sexy after 40 when I was in my 20s, I would have laughed. Anything over 40 seemed over the hill. But as they say, youth is wasted on the young and I certainly had a lot of thoughts back then that make me wish I could just give that young woman a hug. Had I known then what I know now, life would have played out much differently (let-me-tell-you).
Feeling sexy means something different to everyone. For me, it means owning your fabulousness and not caring what anyone says or thinks. I’m turning 44 this month, and I’m convinced we get better with age.