A year older...

It's nice to embrace age.

For me...each year getting older sometimes scares me. Coz I really don't know how I would look like when I am 50. I hope to be healthy. And hope to still look youthful.

But looking at the rate of how I take care of myself...I doubt that I would be feeling 'good' about myself by that age.

Reality sunk in last month...about a month before my birthday.

I looked at my wrinkles. I looked at the eye bags.I looked at the post natal flab that has been comfortably residing around my waist since Ally was born.

So I had an 'A-ha' moment where I told myself to take charge of my life.

I was looking all over the internet for some form of inspiration...fashion makeover...how to beautify yourself with proper skincare...etc.

Within that week...I headed out to get myself a new pair of running shoes...went to get some clothes...bought a Clinique chubby stick for my lips and got an eye cream for my wrinkles.

Each day I slapped on sunscreen and went out with light make up which I normally don't do. Spraying some perfume also made me more 'whole'.

That was one month ago.

Now...I have reverted back to my ol' lazy ways again.

But it certainly felt good during that change.