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A sleek angled bob or a mid-length cut with bold side bangs are among the best alternatives to choppy layers. That is partly because with age, the and the connective tissue start to lose elasticity, Bairey Merz says.

So start by using an eyelash curler and then apply a curling, lengthening mascara. A nice short tweed skirt with oversized cashmere sweaters and long boots is one of my favorite outfit this fall. The majority are married with children 2 is the most common number ; are homeowners and are less mobile than women in their late twenties and early thirties, staying in the same residence for over 5 years.

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We say no to all manner of things that we might have previously have accepted. This includes any social engagement that requires standing up for extended periods. Queuing to get in anywhere is out of the question, and music in bars must be low enough to allow conversation. Table service is preferable; clear access to bar and clean loo, a non-negotiable. A last minute cancellation feels like a Lotto win for all concerned. Aches and pains become A Thing. Every time I move my neck or wrist after a period of inactivity, I hear the sound of someone gently palpating a bag of nachos. Noisier still is the entirely needless grunt I expel as I hoist myself from a chair after dinner. I now need reading specs which I clean by leaning over an open dishwasher door and waiting for them to cloud up. We want fewer, but better friends. Fewer but better friends is preferable at 40. Luxury hotel in Dubai, anyone? Otherwise, any week off in which I laugh, eat and watch films somewhere lovely with my partner, constitutes the holiday of a lifetime. This extends to politics, relationships, jazz music, caravans, religion and , but not karaoke or offal. The more I know, the less sure I am of anything other than that life is irredeemably messy and most people are well meaning and essentially good. We have irrational crushes Fancying boy bands like Take That becomes more acceptable. Having been appalled and dismissive of their abject uncoolness in my teens, I now really, really fancy Take That. We wonder about those in charge I look at almost everyone in a position of authority - doctors, teachers, bank managers, librarians - and invariably think they look about nine. Death becomes a pre-occupation Not in some nihilistic or maudlin way — I think about death every day simply because I am more accepting of its inevitability. This is in some ways a positive thing. By contrast, I now collect happy memories obsessively, take time out to enjoy my loved ones and actively plan things I want to do instead of putting them off. Less maturely, I become irrationally furious at all the obnoxious people allowed to live while my loved ones are stolen by cancer. We know the price AND value of everything. Despite my new found appreciation for the preciousness of time, I waste hours of the stuff on wholly irrelevant pursuits. Likewise, I can spend five hours on Google, researching exactly the right £3. I now keep warranty cards, register appliances, insure everything up the wazoo and will never let my AA cover lapse, because I no longer enjoy the blind optimism of youth. Looks still matter Looks are still a big consideration at 40. I am broadly disbelieving of those who claim not to give a damn about their changing face and body as they enter their forties. Just not enough to get surgery, take up yoga and pretend that shredded courgettes are any kind of substitute for spaghetti. We can say sorry Like bossy 4-year-old Tia in secret Life of 4-year olds, I am able to say I made a mistake. Crying becomes A thing too. The John Lewis Christmas ad is now enough to set 40-year-olds off I cry often - at game show wins, song lyrics, old couples holding hands, dogs with jobs, anything involving war veterans, documentaries especially those featuring polar bears and yes, even the. Conversely, things make me honk with laughter, much louder and longer than before. I carry ballet flats in my handbag, along with Swiss Army knife, safety pin and three packs of antibac wipes. I wash my tights in a hosiery bag and refuse to buy anything that needs dry cleaning or even ironing. Just one glass too many can tip us over the edge of sociability. I can no longer drink alcohol until it flows from my eye sockets. Today, my head spins and my hangovers are biblical. I find myself being the tedious party guest who alternates proper drinks with sips of Pellegrino, then leaves without saying goodbye, in time to catch the third-to-last train home. The series continues with , Tuesday at 8pm, Channel 4.

Choppier bob options help avoid a sharp triangular silhouette, making the hairstyle lines softer and more age-flattering. Cosman F, de Beur SJ, LeBoff MS, et al. Yet they don't glad like they work out at all. To be honest, in contrast to the protagonist, I felt rather indifferent; after all I am told that 'forty is the new thirty', and as my thirties was an exciting decade, I am happy to buy in to that notion. Gusto my research training into full effect, I turned to Google and asked this very question. Accessed June 1, 2018.