Things change in tiny and big ways when you enter menopause.
One of the humorous shifts for me was that I no longer wanted to wear jeans – denim – dungarees – as a matter of course every day.
They’re supposed to be a democratic fashion item because everyone wears them and likes to wear jeans.
Well I don’t like to wear jeans. I’d rather wear a denim skirt or dress or jacket.
By the time you hit your fifties it’s time to do your own thing not what others tell you that you should do.
What you want to do post-50 and what you were expected all along to do are often at odds.
This is why a lot of women go back to school, ask for a divorce, remodel the kitchen, or embark on other self-reinvention projects.
Like with all things, for me this process started by reexamining my wardrobe.
Out–out went the numerous pairs of jeans. I don’t think I look good in jeans anyway.
It’s so hard to find a pair of jeans that fits perfectly too.
I say: dark-rinse jeans are a better option when you’re going out.
This has been my version of a mid-life crisis: discarding what no longer works. Making room for new things.
The changeover for me started with getting rid of the denim jeans
What happens when you get older is that you suddenly realize that what was okay yesterday isn’t okay today.
It’s time for a makeup shake-up as well.
And for those of us who are looking for love at mid-life the stakes can seem higher.
I’ll end here with this:
Do what makes you happy. If that’s wearing jeans, that’s okay.
So much of these changes involving the need to exert power in a world where women have been rendered powerless.
That’s the bottom line in executing changes in menopause:
Talking control of the narrative of who we are and what we’re capable of doing.
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