CONFIDENCE WITH AGE
‘Why I feel lucky to be the age I am right now’
My daughter just turned 23 and she’s beautiful. OK, I’m biased, obviously, but so much that we call beauty comes as a free gift with youth. When Evie complains that her bum is too low-slung to look right in jeans, I see an enviably pert backside that fills out denim a treat. When she laments the fact that she’s short (actually, she’s the average height for women), I quote
