Any “laugh line”, no matter how big, small, long, or other is beautiful. And don’t let anyone else tell you other wise. I look at my mother and I admire her so much. She tries to hide her wrinkles because she despises them, but I think they’re beautiful. They tell a story of where you’ve been. I love them. And everyday I tell her how pretty she is with or without. They just add character to her face.

Another thing, I am also excited for grey hair, not strand by strand, but a full head of it. I’m going to embrace it. There will be no colouring of my hair. It’s beautiful the way it catches the sun. Just beautiful.