A more scrupulous peek in the mirror reveals broken blood vessels, hooded eyes, incipient jowls—you know you have hit midlife when this odious word enters your vocabulary—and what Amy Schumer has called an “at-risk chin.”
And while I have been reasonably devoted to self-care for years, I lived fast and hard in my twenties, industriously and unrepentantly breaking down my collagen with scant sleep, copious alcohol, and hours on the beach broiling my skin, slathered in baby oil. As a result, I look pretty much all of my 50 years. A more scrupulous peek in the mirror reveals broken blood vessels, hooded eyes, incipient jowls—you know you have hit midlife when this odious word enters your vocabulary—and what Amy Schumer has called an “at-risk chin.”