
I see women around the office all day that look frumpy and just out of bed and most of them were my age (40) or less. Most didn’t spend time to get the shine going in their hair or even dress according to the season. Jeans and t-shirt was the staple. I thought, is this a new era? Could it be that older women have this “Fabulosity” that younger women just do not care about anymore? I knew this could not be true otherwise Sex in the City wouldn't be such a big hit. Or maybe it’s a big hit because women live vicariously and no longer take the time to slip on a silk dress for lunch with the crew. But it struck me as a misnomer to see such an older woman decked for a day at work. I immediately took her seriously. She must be a director or chairperson. It would have never occurred to me that she might be a secretary. Funny. Her persona was bigger than life. And, of course, at her age she must have done some fabulous things to get to the top.

It just goes to prove that I can be fabulous and neck snapping at any age. To get that winning “je ne sais quoi” I only need to own it. It didn’t matter if I were a secretary or a student. I can command attention, be noticed and be strong. It gave me a sense of relief that I don't have to put away my beauty card just because I am getting older. Beauty doesn’t fade; it just simple morphs into something more profound and noticeable. Call it, maturity or bloom. Whatever, it is still gorgeous. And fabulous doesn't stop at celebrity. Though celebrities are counted as fabulous more often, it really has to do with their audience. My audience is just smaller. I lamented that I may not be a director but I could sure look like one and maybe I would be taken more seriously not only in the workplace but in my life as well. I now felt a power surge through me that told me to be that person. Be Fabulous!!
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