I just finished What’s Age Got to Do with it? yesterday and enjoyed it. I love Robin’s conversational style and her ability to draw the reader into her life. She doesn’t act like a prima donna, nor is she afraid to tell the truth, unadorned.
There’s plenty to like:
- It’s fun to see behind her professional life, realizing she’s a mom and a mother-in-law and a wife.
- The chapter on hormones was extremely helpful. Hmmm, maybe men should buy this book too so they’ll understand! I learned a lot about perimenopause, something I hadn’t really researched yet. (And to be honest, I really don’t want to know, but the inevitable looms. Oh how it looms. Get me some chocolate.)
- I appreciated her tenacity and her commitment to overall health.
- Once again, I realized how important it is for women to take care of themselves. Robin’s story about her mom who always gave, but ignored her stress and her symptoms, is a sad one. She lost her mother young–a painful wake up call for those of us who put Mom as the last on the list.
What didn’t work for me (but keep in mind I am not a girly girl who wears a lot of makeup.)
- Since I don’t have thick hair, there has never been a time in my life when I’ve blow-dried my hair for fifteen minutes. So I couldn’t relate to this.
- I can’t imagine spending so much time putting on my makeup. Seriously, from shower to out-the-door-ready, it takes me fifteen minutes (including drying my hair and breakfast too). I completely understand that if I were to appear on a TV show every day, this would change.
- High heels kill me. Maybe it’s because I’m 5 foot 8 and don’t “need” them. Or maybe it’s that I never learned to walk in them, even after that stint at Barbizon school of modeling. (Slogan: Be a model, or just look like one!) I can’t relate. I am so not a shoe horse. I have maybe ten pairs of shoes.
That being said, it was an informative book written in a conversational style. I enjoyed the read. I hope I look as lovely as she does when my clock ticks 55.