I don't know about "extremely gorgeous”, but when I was younger I was often asked to model.
I'm 53 now, and no one asks me to model anymore. It's ok. It is what it is.
Sure, I'd prefer the wrinkles go away. I'd love be to be 110# no matter what I eat again, and I do miss that long, blond, shiny hair…but wishing for something that was, but no longer is,…that's a recipe for unhappiness.
It just is what it is.
I am glad for the years though. The wisdom that comes with experience is priceless, and something the younger generations just can't understand.
Just about everyone becomes less attractive as they age.
I am experiencing that myself. I used to like to look at myself in the mirror and in pictures. I got a lot of attention from both sexes because of my appearance.
I’m now middle aged, slightly overweight, and really nothing special to look at.
But my self-worth is derived from what I do for people, how I care for my friends and family, and what I am capable of doing.
It feels like wearing a cloak of invisibility.
When I was in my 20's and 30's, I had an excellent figure (36-23-35), and was considered "beautiful" by many people.
I was used to men's heads swiveling when I walked by, and people watching when I crossed the room.
Time and health problems have taken their toll; but you know what--when someone likes me--I know they like me for who I am inside--not as a pretty "doll-like" individual that many did not want to bother to get to know, beyond the decorative factor.
A co-worker and I were discussing marriage vs raising children as a single mom, the difficulty in dating again and other things surrounding my life at the time.
I told her I just wasn’t feeling like seriously dating anyone yet.
She got quiet for a while and then told me that I “really should enjoy being young because one day you will wake up and you will have become truly invisible”.
I was 38 at the time. She was nearing retirement and said a man hadn't looked at her that way in 15 years, except her husband of course.
She said it literally occurred to her one day.
It's not just about age either, 20 extra pounds can have the same effect as 20 years of aging. Men you would normally expect to at least glance your direction just don't.
When my son was a teen he would become so annoyed when men would look at me that I would have to send him to fetch something across the grocery store, or leave him in the car. He became hyper aware.
Now, in my forties, I am noticing the decline in attention that I had previously completely ignored.
I don't think I bothered to really “enjoy being young” as Sue had suggested.