It’s a pretty silly thing to do. Yet, many of my friends do it. They work hard at looking younger than their years. They keep secret their real age, as if another human being on the face of the earth cares how old they really are.
I lie accidentally. I catch myself telling people I’m a year or two older than I am. I look forward to every birthday, announcing I’ve earned another year of living.
As I age, my nose and ears are growing. I’m told ears of adults grow .22 millimeters a year. I think I’m ahead of the curve.
As for my nose, experts say it stopped growing after I reached the age of 17. I don’t believe them. I look at my high school graduation picture nose. Then I look in my bathroom mirror. It’s like two different noses. My current nose could devour my high school nose.
I talk to another aging expert on the phone. She tells me it’s the cartilage in my ears and nose that is drooping, and that’s why I look so distinctly older.
I’m fortunate. I think my aging body looks pretty cool. I may go into modeling when I hit 80.