The Big Cover-Up
Rose Mula writes: Gone from my closet are all those adorable sleeveless shirts and tank tops that I loved, and soon to follow will be all my short-sleeved tees. Recently I’ve been buying only blouses and sweaters with elbow-length sleeves. As for the creases that have suddenly furrowed my face, other than plastic surgery (which I’d be afraid to try even if I could afford it), my only recourse would be a combover — one long enough to reach from my temples to my chin. Read More...
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