gym today, 11:14am: i'm in the corner stretching on this fantastic apparatus that looks like a spider web and lets you easily stretch alllll kinds of body parts. But I'm stretching -- I LOVE STRETCHING, btw -- and thinking, "this feels good and is good FOR me too..stretching muscles is good for us, right?" ...keeps elasticity healthy and we ALL know how important it is for us to be elastic. 8-|
Then, as usual, here comes the exception: face muscles. if we stretch our face muscles we get what we call "wrinkles"...and that's NOT a good thing - at least in the eyes of a superficial, "looks" society. so that brings me to my thought(s): do our inner muscles have wrinkles too?
--> is stretching overrated, in terms of how "healthy" it keeps us and how good it is for us? stretching = wrinkles and wrinkles = bad, ugly
--> OR are wrinkles actually GOOD and healthy for us, we just don't VIEW it as such because this societal no-no says its ugly? wrinkles = ugly BUT wrinkles = healthy (because stretched and flexible)
so then i went on to a more philosophical leap: if we assume that stretching muscles is GOOD for us and keeps us healthy, then those folk with wrinkles would indicate that they have exercised their facial muscles quite a bit in their life. Leaping even more, one could draw from this observation that a person with a lot of wrinkles has experienced a lot of emotion in their life - laughter, grimaces, crying, squinting. all of these emotions mentioned implications to them: laughter = had a fun life; grimace = pain or distaste; crying = not necessarily sad, emotional, compassionate; squinting = maybe couldn't afford glasses, works in the sun, deep thinker even. on the flip side, those with little or no wrinkles, are they cold, shallow, inexpressive people? or can they just afford expensive creams and/or surgeries to LOOK that way?
my question: are wrinkles hereditary or strictly inherited? or do they tell a story about that person that may not be evident at face (pun intended) value?
or do i have this all wrong? (or did i make myself clear? i know what i want to say, this is my first and only draft...usually come back to it a few hours later to see if it still makes sense, but i'm tired and heading to bed. if i can clarify, lemme know)
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Once upon a time, there was a woman who had inherited poor skin elasticity genes. Though she was beautiful, tan and popular when she was young, she took up smoking, stayed out late drinking excessively with her friends when she should have been at home applying spf 100 and draping herself in black cloth, like her less popular (though far more beautiful - and much less of a slut) classmate, with the pale skin, red hair and beautiful blue eyes.
ReplyDeleteThe woman never drank enough water, laid in the sun and otherwise abused her body by whoring herself to the football team, and now she looks like a Shar-pei who the pretty girl in black nicknamed "Yoda".
woof.
"Who's laughing now?" asked the hermit. "Who is laughing now?" she muttered again, laughing all the way to her rich, famous boyfriend's house.
Now... about women who go bald when they are old...
(Oh, and feel free to delete this post. I'm just having some creative fun.)