60 is the new 40

This is a picture of my grandmother and me, Christmas 1970.  She is 60 years old in this picture.  I don't know any 60 year old that has hair like that now! Second comment - who picked out that tree?  While I don't remember that tree at all, I do remember those green satin ornaments.  We had those and red ones until they fell apart.  Its actually so retro, I wish I had it now. I think I am holding a bottle of Estee Lauder Youth Dew - the irony is killing me.  Merry Christmas!

Photo by Andrea Piacquadio from Pexels

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