My name’s Faye, I’m 74 and I’m retired.
I never tire of looking at plants and flowers. It just uplifts me. I love beauty, and ageing sucks. I think that’s what’s sustained me through all my bad times, my appreciation for beauty, and that’s why I study gemmology, because look what nature produces.
I used to think having cosmetic surgery was totally vain, but as I got older, everything started to sort of fall. Your muscles lose their elasticity. I have a lot of beautiful jewellery, and my neck worried me. I had this dreadful turkey neck. The more I’d put on my lovely jewels and looked at that scraggy old neck, the more upset I got. Then, finally, I thought, why not? Why not if it’s going to make me feel better?
I felt quite comfortable, and I thought, “Well, in for a shilling, in for a pound. It’s a risk anyhow.” I’m glad. I feel happier. All my protests about having cosmetic surgery have gone down the drain. You can make a choice in life. You take that road, or you take the other road, and I chose that road, and I’m thankful that I made the right choice.
If you look in the mirror every day and look at something that can be fixed or improved, and you’re going to be much, much happier for the rest of your life, then I would say, “Listen, don’t hesitate. Do it. Because you only live once, and you might has well look as good as you can for as long as you can.”